Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
My eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Then what, exactly?”
“You’re in no condition to take care of yourself”—I started to sputter out an argument, but he raised his volume one notch and spoke over me—"And you said no one is home, so you’d be by yourself.”
“Yes, but—”
“I’m too fucking tired to drive any more than I have to, which means the ten-minute drive to my house. You have no way to get home. Even if you had your car, I still wouldn’t let you drive that piece of shit. So, you’ll just have to come home with me.”
“Your house?” I shrieked in shock. “Go home…what?!”
“Spend the night in jail or in my guest room. Those are your choices.” He regarded me with a stubborn set to his lips and a hard glint in his royal blue eyes.
I glanced at the police station, then back at the gorgeous man sitting across from me. He was definitely the lesser of two evils. Except…he wasn’t really an evil, was he? And that, right there, was the problem.
“Guest room?” I repeated hesitantly. I’d never felt attraction like I did with Ewan. I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d have the strength to stay away from him sober. But…drunk?
“If that’s where you want to sleep,” he answered evenly. His matter-of-fact attitude threw me off.
“Of course, it’s where I want to sleep?” I was asking myself, and it accidentally sounded like a question when I said it out loud.
Ewan chuckled and ran his knuckles softly over my cheekbone. I knew he was touching my blush, and the sweet gesture combined with the hunger in his eyes sent a tingle straight to my pussy.
He studied me intently for a moment, and the corners of his mouth tilted up in a tiny smirk as though he knew exactly what he was doing to me. I felt my blush spreading, and his gaze followed its path down to my breasts. They lingered there, and the tips hardened and poked through the built-in bra of my dress. It was rapidly drying, so at least it was no longer transparent.
A shout in the parking lot startled us both, and Ewan glanced toward the source. There was a group of young guys, probably college age, laughing and walking to the car next to us. A couple of them were clearly inebriated, and their friends were giving them crap about having to bail them out. One of the sober guys glanced in my direction as he climbed into the driver’s seat.
Ewan growled and his blue orbs darkened, flashing with anger as he pressed his lips together into a flat line. He looked as though he might start yelling at any moment, but he wordlessly unbuckled me, then whipped his shirt over his head and dropped it down over mine. I was too shocked to do anything but sit there as he pulled my arms through the sleeve and tugged it down. I was almost completely covered since the shirt was freaking huge.
“That fucking dress is going in the trash as soon as we get home,” he growled before turning back to face the front and starting the car.
I opened my mouth to argue, especially since he was being totally irrational. I was almost positive that dude hadn’t been able to see anything through Ewan’s tinted windows. But then I shut it and mentally shrugged. Pick your battles, Kaia. Anyway, Jaelyn had picked it out, and I’d worn it to make her happy, but it wasn’t really my style, so I didn’t care if I ever wore it again. “Okay,” I said, visibly shrugging this time.
Ewan had been gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles had turned white. At my easy agreement, his hands and shoulders relaxed. “Thank you.” He sighed and drove toward the main road. “The thought of another man seeing your body has me contemplating all the ways I could get away with murder.”
I tried not to stare at his bare chest but holy crap. Ewan looked like he’d been chiseled from stone. Who the hell had muscles like that? And why was my mouth filling with saliva at the thought of tracing each one with my tongue?
When we stopped at a red light, his eyes swung over to pierce me with their dark intensity. I glanced away, hoping he hadn’t caught me ogling him, but he gripped my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. “You might as well know now.” His tone was low, loaded with warning and steely determination. “You’re mine, Kaia.”
I swallowed hard and squeaked, “Yours?”
He nodded seriously, then turned back to the front and drove on. “I’m claiming you, baby. From the moment I saw you, I knew you belonged to me.” He explained it as though he were reciting the days of the week. Basically, informing me that this was the way it was, and there was no other option. “And I don’t share. No other man is allowed to see what’s only mine.”