Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
I won’t deny that it was a little intimidating. It was twice the size of the place he had when we were together, and I couldn’t even compare it to the one I had now. Jameson had clearly done well for himself.
It made me wonder what else had changed with him.
I was feeling a little hesitant as I pulled up next to his motorcycle and parked. I got out and straightened my skirt before heading up to the front door. With each step, I told myself it was just dinner.
I had nothing to worry about.
No reason to be nervous or apprehensive.
We would eat, have a glass of wine, and talk about old times. We might even laugh a little, and then, I would head home before the ten o’clock news.
But the second he greeted me at the door with that sexy smirk, I knew I was in trouble. He looked unfairly handsome in his jeans and a black T-shirt, sleeves tight on his arms, and that little stubble on his jaw.
It was like he knew exactly what would get to me, and he’d used it to his advantage. His eyes skirted over me, and his smirk widened as he took a step forward and said, “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you.” I let my eyes skirt over his T-shirt that was currently clinging tightly to his muscular chest. “You do, too.”
“I look beautiful?” He smirked. “Hmm, I’m gonna have to step up my game.”
“Handsome. You look handsome.”
“So, it’s just you tonight?”
“Yeah, the kids are with my folks.”
“Ah, okay. And how are they making it?”
“Good. They stay busy with their little booth at the antique shop, and when they aren’t doing that, they’re always off on some trip.”
“Must be nice.”
“Must be.” A smile slipped across my face as I said, “Mom sends her best.”
“Yeah, I bet she does,” he scoffed.
I was focused on the way he was looking at me and the way his mouth moved, but I nodded and smiled. In a blink, he was right in front of me with that look in his eyes. I knew that look. It was the one he always gave right before he kissed me.
He reached up and wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me towards him like he owned me. It was something he did back when we were together, so strong and dominate, and it always turned me on. And it turned me on now.
I held his gaze for a moment, and then his mouth was on mine.
Rough. Hot. Unapologetic.
And that one kiss seemed to release all the things we never said to one another. I didn’t think. I just kissed him back. I wanted more. Needed more. So, I leaned into him, relishing in the feeling of his body so close to mine.
I arched beneath him, lost in the feel of his mouth and hands. He wasn’t the man I remembered. Now, he was a defined mix between fire and ice—slow, steady, and dangerous. He was like a stiff drink that you didn’t dare touch until you were ready for it to hit you and hit you hard.
I wasn’t just ready. I was thirsty for it.
11
CREED
Ihadn’t planned for this to happen.
I won’t lie. I was hopeful.
Hell, any man would be. But more than anything, I just wanted to see her and spend time with her. I wanted to know if there was still a connection.
I thought I’d felt it at the coffee shop, but I feared it was just wishful thinking. But the second she stepped through my front door, and I saw the way she looked at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, I had my answer.
It was still there. I felt it in my bones, and when her lips touched mine, I knew she felt it, too. I slid one hand into her hair while the other gripped her hip like I’d lose her if I let go. She kissed me back like she’d been waiting for this moment just as long as I had. Her fingers fisted in my shirt as she moved closer, deeper, until I couldn’t tell where she ended and I started.
This wasn’t just any kiss. It was hope and desire tangled with lust and need, and with every whimper and moan, my longing for her grew more intense. Hell, it was all I could do to keep myself from taking her right there in the doorway.
Devin’s lips opened in a small gasp, giving me even better access to her mouth, and I delved deeper, letting all the passion I’d been holding back come pouring out. She kissed me like she wanted to rewrite history. She moaned into my mouth as I reached down, grabbed her ass, and pulled her closer.
I felt a slight smile play on her lips as she inched closer, clearly enjoying my growing arousal. My cock throbbed against the fabric between us, aching to be buried inside her. I was barely holding on. Hell, that wanton look in her eyes nearly did me in. I had to fight the urge to come right then and there.