Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Just before I went to open the door, I thought about the guy downstairs. I was tired of getting myself stuck in compromising positions. Using better judgment, I peeked through the distorted peephole before opening it and my heart did a flip-flop. I recognized those broad shoulders and dark, disheveled hair.
“Lia, it’s me.”
What the hell?
How did Cale find me?
Anj. Yes, she was definitely going to die when I got back. My heart was pounding in my chest, but not in fear like it was supposed to be doing.
“What do you want?” I demanded through the door.
“I need to see you. Please,” he begged softly.
Ignoring the screams from my logical brain, my heart won out and I opened the door. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His eyes brightened when they met mine though, and the way his shirt stretched over his perfectly sculpted chest had my insides doing somersaults. Could I freeze time so I could just stare at him all day long?
“Do you have any ice?” he asked, holding up a swollen, bloody hand.
“What the hell happened, Cale?” I momentarily forgot why I had to stay away from him.
“Some asshole was bothering a pretty girl. He won’t be bothering any more ladies with that broken nose I gave him,” he smiled.
My Cale had punched that dick from downstairs who’d messed me.
Wait, he’s not my Cale.
“Come in. I have a mini fridge. Not sure if there is any ice left in my bucket from earlier, but you can put a can of Coke on it,” I sighed, allowing him to follow me to the bar. Turned out, there was still some ice in the bucket even though most had already melted. At least it was cold.
Setting the bucket down on the table and watching him slip his hand inside, I finally asked him, “Why are you here, Cale?”
He flinched at my words, immediately making me feel guilty.
Why do I feel guilty? I didn’t do anything wrong, I pouted inwardly.
“I’m going to cut to the chase. I need you in my life, Lia. Whoever you think I was all those years ago, I never was that person before or after the accident. This situation is completely fucked up, but it doesn’t mean we can’t make it work. People forgive each other all the time. We love each other. It seems forgiveness should be easiest with the ones you love.” He knelt in front of me and took both of my hands into his.
My body tried to ignore the jolt that coursed through me at his touch. I tried to blame it on the coldness of his hand.
At the jingling of my bracelet, he looked down at it. Lifting my hand, he carefully inspected each one. I was biting down on my lip when he looked up with a huge grin on his face.
“You still love me,” he said with hope in his voice.
SHE STILL FUCKING loves me. I could see it in her sparkling green eyes. This sexy siren was sitting before me, shaking like a leaf, but she hadn’t kicked me out. We could fix this—the bracelet was proof. The angel wings charm sealed the deal.
My eyes scanned her body and I loved the way her sexy black dress hugged her curves. And knowing my girl, those knee-high boots were new.
“Nice shoes,” I murmured before leaning into her and raising both hands to cup each side of her face. She instinctively closed her eyes, enjoying this moment. Whatever terrible thing had happened between us, she was momentarily setting it aside to bask in the warmth that was us. I pulled her to me, our lips almost touching. I inhaled the scent that was uniquely hers. I loved it.
Gently, I brushed my lips across hers. She whimpered but not in fear. The sound she made was of a woman trying desperately hard not to give into what she desired. And in this frozen moment, I was what she wanted. Using my teeth, I nipped at her bottom lip, causing a moan to slip out of her.
Her hands were shaking with need as she hesitantly raised them to thread them through my hair. Now it was my turn to groan. Her touching me so intimately made me feel like we could make it through. I brought her closer to me and she parted her lips without hesitating, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, needing more than anything to be with her in this way.
Our kisses were now frantic, like we couldn’t get enough of each other. She wrapped her legs around my back in an effort to get closer to me. I was still kneeled down in front of her and had her pressed against the back of the sofa. Her hands found the bottom of my shirt and effortlessly yanked it over my head, only breaking our kiss for a second. My cock throbbed as she rubbed her hands up and down my muscled chest. God, I needed this woman like I needed air.