Cocky Bastard Read Online Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Funny, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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“Oh God,” she muttered, closing her eyes.

Capitalizing on her weakness, I pressed my hungry mouth into hers and shamelessly took what I’d been starving to taste for two years. She opened for me as my tongue invaded her mouth, searching for hers. The moan she let out seemed to travel down my throat in a straight shot to my dick. She ran her fingers through my wet hair as I backed her into the wall, nearly knocking her lamp off of the bedside table. Still in nothing but a towel, I knew I needed to pull back but didn’t know how.

Finally, Aubrey pried herself away from me. “Please. Stop.”

In between panting breaths, I shouted, “Can’t you see how you react to me? Isn’t it obvious that we belong together?”

She walked to the opposite side of the room and started to pace. “Relationships aren’t all about sexual chemistry, Chance.”

“Bullshit. It’s extremely important. I don’t care how nice of a Dick he is, if he doesn’t know how to use his dick to please you, he won’t keep you happy forever. That’s beside the point anyway. You know damn well we have chemistry in every way. It’s far more than physical. In fact, the emotional connection between us is what scares you the most. So, what’s missing here? Trust? Because I’d give my left arm at this point to prove that you can trust me.”

She held her hands up and shook her head. “This is too much right now. I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”

“When won’t it be too much? Will it ever be the right time?” I yelled and immediately regretted having raised my voice.

Pixy let out a noise. Bugger was sitting in the corner watching this go down like a movie.

“You’re scaring him,” she said.

“If he hasn’t fainted, he’s fine.”

She headed for the bathroom, and I trailed behind her.

“Stop running from me as soon as you start to feel something.” I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her. “Look at me, Princess.”

She turned around, appearing as if she was about to cry. “What?”

Here it was. I knew it was now or never. I shut my eyes then opened them before taking a deep breath. “I love you, Aubrey. Can’t you see that? I am head over heels in fucking love with you. I love you more than anything in this entire world. When I look into your eyes, I don’t just see you, I see my children. Hell, I see an entire farm of children and deaf, dumb and blind goats. I see my entire future. Without you, I see nothing. Nothing. Even those two years locked up, memories of you were what gave me the strength to go on every day. I know you have to resolve things with him, and I don’t expect a confirmation right now with me standing here in this towel. I’ll wait. In the meantime, I’m here. You have me. The question is, do you want to keep me, or will you throw me away?”

When she opened her mouth, what came out was the last thing I ever expected. “Richard told me some time ago that the firm is dissolving and closing up shop by the end of the year. He was offered a position at a Boston patent law firm as a partner there. I just found this out yesterday. He wants to try to hire me. Either way, he asked me to go with him.”

Adrenaline rushed through me as my body was gearing up for a fight. I swallowed the massive lump in my throat. “When does he leave?”

A teardrop fell down her cheek. “Two weeks.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

I barely slept after the bomb Aubrey dropped last night. I knew I was starting to get to her, although she was still fighting it. Two weeks was not a lot of time to gain back her trust. But what choice did I have at this point?

Thirteen days. I picked up my cell phone and stared at the time. The damn minutes seemed to tick away faster than they ever had. In prison, waiting for a day to pass seemed like an eternity. Yet now, it felt like the hands on the clock were spinning at warp speed.

I buzzed by Starbucks, picked up a coffee and paid for Aubrey’s. I also ordered an apple fritter and gave Melanie instructions to warm it for my girl before she gave it to her. I hoped it would subliminally remind her of our bike excursion for apple pie.

My brain was still frazzled, and I needed to work off the growing feeling of frustration, so I headed to the gym. It was noon by the time I finally made my muscles burn enough to think about something other than thirteen days.

Not knowing what else to do with myself, I headed to Aubrey’s with a dozen more flats of flowers. It was busy work, and in only two weeks time, someone else could be appreciating the garden. But I couldn’t let myself think about that now.


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