Total pages in book: 196
Estimated words: 188002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 940(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 940(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
“You can’t,” I reply.
He bends his head down close to mine. “Wanna bet?” he whispers next to my ear.
I smack my hand into his chest. “Stop it.”
He sighs and rocks on his heels. “I’m only here for one night. Tomorrow afternoon I fly back out.”
“So?”
“So let’s not waste it. I haven’t seen you in fuckin’ years.”
“That’s your own fault. You wrecked everything. I’m not letting you do it again.”
He reaches out and touches my face. “I miss you, Piper. We just went through something horrible together. Don’t you feel the same? Don’t you want to spend time with me?”
“I do, Blue. But I also value my sanity now.”
He continues to caress my cheek. “Sanity is overrated, baby.”
He kisses my forehead. Then the tip of my nose. And then, my lips.
We kiss soft and slow, tasting each other, remembering each other. His tongue dances over mine, hints of metal and smoke fill my mouth. He has always been my favorite flavor. Grasping my waist, he lifts me up onto the trunk of my car and moves between my legs, not breaking our kiss. I wrap my thighs around him, my arms around his neck, and welcome the hardness of his body against mine. He’s like riding a bicycle, the balance, movement, and fit is instantly perfect and familiar.
After a few minutes I pull away for air and press my lips against his chest exposed by the V-neck of his shirt. “Why can’t I forget you?” I whisper more to myself than to him. “I don’t want to want you anymore.”
He threads his fingers through my hair, pushing it back from my face and tilting my head up to his. “Come back to my room with me.”
My thighs tighten around him, contradicting the words I’m going to say.
“I can’t do that.”
He moves his body against mine, and I can feel every inch of him—hard and hot and tantalizing—between my thighs. My body quivers and heats in response, wanting him closer, with nothing between us.
“We don’t have to do anything. Just let me hold you. I want to fall asleep with you like we used to. I’m so tired, Piper.”
Closing my eyes, I rest my cheek against his chest and listen to the soft thump of his heart. I can’t go with him. I have to go home to Lyric, and to Josh. Isn’t that where I belong now?
“I can’t, Blue.”
His muscular arms encircle me like a vice. “Don’t leave. I’m gonna fall apart without you tonight. I don’t want to be alone, and I don’t want you to be, either.”
“I have to go home to Lyric. This has been really hard on her, too.”
“I know.” He leans his head against mine. “I know it has. Can I come with you?”
My stomach jumps into my throat at the thought. “No. Blue, I—”
“You don’t have to tell her who I am. Tell her I’m an old friend.”
Lyric is definitely smart enough to know I wouldn’t be running into an old friend at the vet’s office and bringing him home with me.
“That’s not a good idea.”
He pulls away and stares down at me, his eyes transitioning to a darker, midnight velvet blue.
“You told me you bought a house. You don’t want me there, do you?” he asks. “Why?”
I chew the inside of my cheek, trying to find the right words, but there are none. “Josh is there with Lyric. He’s waiting for me.”
The corner of his mouth twitches. “Josh your roommate? You still live together?”
“No, we moved out of his house.”
His eyes narrow as understanding trickles in. “So something’s going on with him now?”
“I don’t know,” I say softly. “But there might be.”
His chest expands, and he backs away, turns in a circle and then looks back at me. “My fucking dog just died. He’s in a freezer right now, Piper. And you’re telling me you still want me, but there’s someone else? You’re letting him come between us?”
“He was my dog, too,” I remind him. “And you have no right to do this to me. I gave you so many chances, Blue. I gave you my heart a million times, and every single time you broke it. You always let me down. You let drugs and alcohol come between us and destroy your life. At least Josh is a person.”
He scoffs. “I’ve never let a person come between us. That’s way worse.”
My heart twists and sinks like an anchor. “You told me there’s never been anyone else.”
He whips out a Zippo lighter and snaps it open to light another cigarette. “I said that years ago.”
I jump down from the trunk of my car. “So, you’ve been with other women?”
That really shouldn’t surprise me at all. I couldn’t expect him to stay single and celibate forever, especially when I told him I never wanted to see him again. Of course he moved on, just as he should have. Just like I should have. I have no right to feel jealous or betrayed in any way at all.