Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 66652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
I grinned at her, then moved forward to catch the helmet out of her hands, and then place it carefully on her head. When it was secure, I caught her head between both of my hands and pulled her closer.
When she was only an inch away, and I was so close to her lips that I could feel her breathing on my own, I said, “Because I love watching a fire light in your eyes.”
Then I kissed her.
• • •
The ride took two hours.
Two hours of the most exquisite torture a man could experience with his woman pressed up against him.
“You need yourself one of them,” Coreline’s sister, Alison, said.
I looked over at where she was pointing, then grinned.
She was referring to the cut that one of the ladies was wearing. It said ‘Property of Gulag’ on it.
“When pigs fly,” she countered.
“You know,” I heard Cannel say from beside me. “If I had to choose any animal to never, ever come to a reality, it would be a pig with wings. Because you know how scary life would be if that ever happened, and all those people that vowed ‘when pigs fly’ to do something… they would all have to do it. You know?”
Coreline gave Cannel a disgusted look then sat in her chair that I’d just set up for her.
A chair that’d been the only one my sister could find on such short notice, leaving me without a chair to sit in.
Not that I cared.
My legs were tired after spending all that time on the bike, and it helped to stretch them out a bit.
“You do know, correct, that you just issued me a challenge?” I teased, leaning over the back of her chair.
Her head tilted back, and she stared up at me with a look of utter revulsion on her face.
It made my dick hard.
“You and I will never be a ‘thing,’” she insisted quietly so that only the two of us could hear. “I can guarantee that you’ll eventually get tired of me, and I’ll have my run of riding your cock, and then we’ll go back to hating each other. This is only a blip on the radar for us. A change in flight plans. Eventually, we’ll both get back to our regularly scheduled programming—you know—us hating each other.”
I snorted. “If you want to keep deluding yourself, thinking that you’ll possibly get out of this unscathed, then go right ahead. Keep doing that. But just FYI, we’ve already crossed the path of no return.”
She rolled her eyes, then dismissed me by standing up and heading to the bathroom. “I have to pee seeing as we have twenty minutes left.”
CHAPTER 18
You don’t understand. I’m obsessed.
-Coreline when she explains her love of Snickers bars
CORELINE
His words, paired with my sister’s words of ‘you should get one of those’ had my heart on edge.
Why?
Because I had this sick, horrible feeling that Tide was right.
That I was already too far gone on him to ever go back to how we were before.
My steps were angry and carried me way faster than I intended, to the bathroom.
A completely deserted of people bathroom, that I took full advantage of.
Getting into the stall, I stripped my shoes, and then my jeans, off of my already-sweaty body.
Getting those back on later was going to be a chore.
I’d needed the bed to get them buttoned. Either I was going to have to figure it out on my own, or I’d have to bite the bullet and allow Tide to help me.
Something in which I didn’t do that well seeing as I didn’t trust him.
Or, more importantly, I didn’t trust myself when he was around.
I cursed when my jeans got caught up around my ankle and then had to use the wall for balance as I all but turned them inside out to get them off of my body.
“I should’ve never listened to him and worn these,” I grumbled to myself as I tossed them over the stall door and then used the bathroom.
While I was sitting, I used it to my advantage and got my shoes on.
Afterward, I threw the stall door opened and washed my hands before grabbing my jeans back up and walking outside.
I came to a sudden halt when I came face to chest with a leather vest.
I narrowed my eyes as I heard him say, “Took you long enough.” His eyes roamed down the length of my body, and I could all but read the disapproval there at the shortness of my shorts.
And for some reason, those words left me irrationally angry.
“Listen, Roll Tide Rook. I don’t need, nor want, your opinion,” I said as I all but tossed my jeans at his face. “They’re short, I know. But it’s hot out here. And I’m literally mostly clothed from the top up. So you can just deal with my ass hanging out.”