Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
He’s gorgeous, and strong, and there isn’t a woman around that wouldn’t want him looking at her like that.
I flush and glance down at the ground. “I’m just getting some water.”
I turn and hurry into the kitchen, and I hear a low whistle as I do. I don’t know who does it, but it makes me smile just a little.
I’m a girl, I don’t mind being seen as attractive to men, especially those men.
I grab a glass of water and go to turn around when I slam into a hard, bare chest.
Alarick is standing so close to me, and yet I didn’t hear him come in. Water spills all down the front of him and I squeal with shock, launching backward, eyes wide.
“I’m sorry,” I say, my voice a little light as I try not to laugh. “I didn’t hear you come in.”
He ignores the water currently dripping down his gorgeous chest, droplet after droplet of pure goodness. I try not to stare at the way his body has filled out, the way his tattoos make him look so much better, or the way his muscles move when he does. He’s so fucking beautiful. I glance back up at his face, and he’s staring down at me. His eyes drag slowly over my body before coming back up to meet mine. There, he holds my stare until I can feel the tension in the room build. Sexual tension. Tension unlike anything I’ve felt before in my life.
It’s in that moment I realize just how much I’ve missed this man.
I’ll never tell him that, of course, but deep down, life without him has been utterly miserable.
“What do you think you’re doin’ walkin’ around wearin’ that,” he growls, low.
My brows go up. “Ah, I was sleeping, and I didn’t know anyone was here.”
“You didn’t hear the television ...”
Oh.
He thinks I did this on purpose.
Douche.
I take it back; I didn’t miss him at all.
Nope, not even a little bit.
“I didn’t, actually. If I wanted to strut around and find some dick, I could do so at any point. I don’t, because right now, I have better things to do. So, think what you want, I’m going to go back to bed.”
I spin around and turn the tap on to fill my glass of water again.
Alarick’s hard body presses against mine, pushing me into the counter, his large chest molding against my back.
Everything in my world stops, and I have to try and smother my gasp, but I can’t. I catch my breath and my hand trembles. Alarick leans down, his breath tickling my ear, and it’s in that moment I realize he’s been drinking. I can smell the whiskey on his breath and it only amplifies the situation because it reminds me of how good he tastes when he’s been drinking whiskey. How his mouth feels against mine. How his tongue feels between my legs ...
Memories flood back, and I struggle to retain my composure.
“What is it you’re really doin’ back here, Briella? All these years, all this time, you come back and drive me fuckin’ crazy. You make me fuckin’ burn.”
His voice is a low, angry hiss but it only makes me want him more.
“I came back for the exact reason I said I did,” I whisper, my hand still holding the glass out, ready to fill it.
I seem unable to move.
“You’re a fuckin’ liar.”
Okay, it’s not the only reason I came back. I could have avoided it, found another way, but the truth is it was time I faced everything. Especially now I have Rupert, because I don’t know how life is going to go when I get him removed and I don’t want to leave anything to chance. I needed to come and try and mend all the things I broke.
Still, right now finding Magnolia is my number one.
When she’s safe, I’ll worry about the rest.
I’ll tell them about Rupert.
Just not right now.
Not yet.
“I’m here for my sister,” I say, and my voice comes out strained and way too lusty for my liking. “Then I’ll get out of your hair.”
He presses his body even harder against mine, and I can feel his hardening cock against my back. If he’s trying to get me aroused, he’s doing a fantastic fucking job at it. I want to turn around and kiss him even more than I want to slide his cock into my pussy right now. The overwhelming urge to taste him and feel him is out of this world and I need to get out of this situation right fucking now or I’m going to do something I shouldn’t be doing.
“Flick,” I murmur, my voice trembling. “Stop.”
“Don’t fuckin’ call me that,” he growls. “You lost that privilege when you fuckin’ left me.”
I shove back a bit and spin around. He doesn’t move off me completely, he still keeps me pinned against the counter, but at least now I’m facing him. “I left because you didn’t fucking believe me, Alarick.”