Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
I dig my fingers into his shoulder as his mouth finds mine. He kisses me like he can’t get close enough and he’s trying to drink me into him. I cry out as his mouth moves lower and he ruts me into the wall. I call out his name just as perfection lights up my body and I climax around him.
It’s so hard and fast that I see stars, but the next thing I know Daniel is lowering me onto the soft bed and kissing me gently all over.
“Did I hurt you?” His words are so low and he’s trying to catch his breath.
“Hurt isn’t the word I’d use.” I laugh until I see his face and then I reach up and touch his beard. He hasn’t shaved in a few days and I love the feel of it against my skin. “Why are you making that face?”
For the first time in my life I see something in Daniel’s eyes I’ve never seen before. There’s a vulnerability there that I’m sure no one else has ever seen before, but he shows it to me. It’s probably because I’m the only one who can make him feel it.
“I took you too hard. I should be gentle with you, but I lost control.” He strokes my cheek softly and I lean into his touch.
“I enjoyed myself.” I nuzzle my nose against his as I wrap my arms around him.
He audibly swallows. “I was scared you were going to leave me.” I would normally tease him, but the look on his face has me shaking my head.
“I’m not mad at you. You know that, right?” I’m beginning to understand why he’s so on edge.
“You’re not?” His voice is filled with shock and I can’t help but laugh. It’s a rare treat to shock him.
“Why would I be mad at you? If anything…” I trail off.
“If anything what?” he asks.
“I’m a lot of work. I didn’t know you were helping him and I—”
“I don’t care about him or anyone else. Without him there is no you, so if you want him around then I’ll let him be around. If you want him gone, then he’s gone.”
My heart flutters because others might see his words as lacking feeling, but I don’t. He gets right to the point and lets me know where he stands. There are no blurred lines between us.
“You make it sound so easy.”
“It is. If it were up to me they’d be gone.” His finger traces down my jaw. “But you’ve lost something in your life already and I won’t take more. Even if I think they’re causing you more harm than good.”
I nod in agreement. “I think they’re just hurting the life we have and the one we’re going to keep building. I want to make us a family, and you didn't know your mom either. I thought that this was a chance for us.”
“Baby, you and your mom were a family, weren't you?” I nod my head again. God, he’s right. We were. “My brother and dad love you.”
“I love them, too.” They’re so unlike my family with how they’re warm and affectionate. “You gave me your family and I didn’t have anything to give you.”
“All I need is you, dream girl, you know that. The rest we’ll make together.” A tear slips free and he kisses it.
“I was mad because people online are saying the worst stuff about you. I think my father is spreading lies.”
“You think I care?” I laugh a little, knowing he doesn't but still it bugs me. “All I care about is what you think. Do you think I’m crazy?”
“A little.” I try to fight a smile, but I can’t help myself. “About me.”
“Obsessed,” he adds.
“I know how you are. We might not be married, but I’ve been with you these past few years and nothing that’s come from you this last week is shocking.”
“I went a little—”
“Stop.” I put a finger over his mouth. He kisses the tip before giving it a small nibble. “If you’re crazy then I’m crazy, too. I love how you are with me. You make me feel wanted and loved.”
“Because you’re my dream girl,” he says then kisses me.
I won’t be leaving this bed until it’s time to say I do if Daniel has his way.
Chapter 8
Daniel
The wedding day…
I pace back and forth in front of the large windows and my brother watches me with amusement. “You act like she’s not going to show up.” I turn to shoot him a look that would make most people back down, but he doesn't even flinch.
“Leave him alone,” my father tells Steven, but he won’t listen because he’s having too much fun with all of this.
“She’s already here,” I remind him.
I know because I brought her with me. No way were we going to spend the night before the wedding apart. Yet I still pull my phone out and check on her location.