A Redo Read Online C.M. Owens (Sterling Shore #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Funny, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Sterling Shore Series by C.M. Owens
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Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 115534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 578(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
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“Unfortunately, that created a rift between her and them. I hate that. It’s one of my biggest regrets, but Bella says they’ll come around one day. We’re from a very religious community, so pregnancy before marriage is frowned upon no matter what the circumstances.”

Sighing deeply, I lean my head back. “So I didn’t just impact your life that night, but Bella’s as well. Christ, Allie, I don’t know what to say.”

She puts her hand on my arm, drawing my eyes open as my gaze moves to her. “I’m not blaming that on you. I wouldn’t lose Angel for anything. Bella was her own person by then, and they would have eventually disagreed with her own chosen lifestyle. Marrying a sweet boy and settling down isn’t high on her priority list. She enjoys her freedom. She’s said more than once that having Angel in her life keeps her from doing something too stupid. She gets to walk the line between wild and reserved. She loves her life.”

She can put a good spin on anything.

“Mom loves her. You know? And she’s never one to judge. In case you haven’t noticed—not that she has a right to judge you. That’s not what I’m saying. If anything, it’s me she’d judge, never you. But she’s a good person. She took in Tag when his father ended up being a piece of shit. She only dated him for a while because of Tag. Once she basically had him, she let his bastard father go. Tag was essentially living with us. She always fights for us. She’s never going to let you down. Just want you to know that.”

The way she looks at me always slays something within me. “I think she’s great. Can I ask why she still uses Prize? She said your dad left when you were little. Just like mine did.”

I grind my teeth discreetly. I never speak about that greedy bastard, but after all she’s shared, I can’t just drop it.

“She wanted to keep the same last name as her sons, and she’s never remarried. She also didn’t want to change our names, so she turned the Prize name into something admirable. My dad wasn’t a skilled conman like Ray is, but he was a con who used her and her millions. He took as much as he could before he broke her heart. But Mom’s so damn tough that she went on just fine. It made me stay tougher for her. That’s why… It sickens me to know I did someone the way I did you—the way my dad would have done someone.”

She leans into me as a new show starts, and I absorb her touch. “Then that makes you better than him, because he never apologized to you.”

Taking a calming breath, I slip my arm over her shoulders and get comfortable. “Thanks for that.”

She nods, trying to keep her attention on the TV, and I lean back, ignoring how heavy my eyelids feel as she continues to talk. We settle into comfortable, less heavy conversations. And I find myself riveted by every word out of her mouth.

Chapter 13

WREN

“I put a cover over them,” Angel says, though it barely registers that anyone is speaking.

“Come on. I’ll get you to the bus. Let your mom and dad sleep,” Bella says, making me almost positive I’m not dreaming.

The door shuts, prompting me to open my eyes and register the light pressure on top of me. Strawberry blonde hair is smoothed back, and soft lips are lifted in a pretty smile despite her sleeping. Allie is going to kick my ass for this.

“Allie,” I whisper, trying to wake her, but she moans and shifts on me, forcing me to turn my body when she moves on top of my early-morning arousal. She moans again, this time making it sound like she’s in the middle of something heavenly, and I tilt my head, intrigued.

She moans again, and her body slowly starts grinding against mine, forcing my eyes to roll back in my head. Ho…ly… shit.

Torn between waking her up and enjoying the ride, I refrain from moving. I decide she’ll hate me less for waking her up, even though other parts of my body will hate me for doing this.

“Allie,” I whisper again, trying to coax her awake, but it only seems to fuel whatever dream she’s having, and she’s suddenly grinding harder, using my leg as her tool of pleasure.

Fuck. Me.

Her hand slowly slides over my bare stomach, and I groan when she uses her nails to lightly scrape down my skin. Her rhythm quickens, and saying her name only seems to inspire her to grind harder.

Before I know it, her lips are dragging across my chest, nipping and biting as she assaults me in her sleep. My name comes out in a rasp moan from her lips as she rocks against me harder, and I bite back a groan when my cock tries to explode.


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