Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
My cock stirs at the sudden shift in her accent. It’s rare she reverts to her native Kentucky twang.
Fuck if I don’t love it.
“No, balls for brains. You do not need to come here and help me do anything. If I catch wind of you coming anywhere near Nashville without an invite, this cop right here will arrest me for a lot more than a noise disturbance.”
Their response has her face turning red.
“If you call Ace, I will absolutely never speak to you again. Get off my back!”
She hangs up, beating the screen repeatedly, then turns on her heel, tramping away. I close the door, following with my eyes glued to her ass. The bright pink robe barely hits the top of her thighs.
“Jewls?”
“What?”
“Problem?”
“Yes, my overprotective—you know what, never mind.” She swings back to me. “What are you doing here, Major?”
“We should talk.”
“I’m awesome, but even I have limits to how much asshole I can handle this early in the morning,” she snaps.
Fuck, that stung.
She drops her head and takes a few deep breaths, then reaches for her mug. “Would you like some tea?”
I quirk my eyebrows in answer.
“Of course not, big badass Marines only drink coffee. Wouldn’t be caught dead drinking something as feminine as tea.”
Even for her brand of mouthy, that was off-handed.
“What’s wrong?” I ask softly, stepping closer.
“Nothing. But I need to get ready for work. My morning has been derailed.”
“Who was on the phone?”
“What are you doing here?” she repeats, ignoring my question.
“I came to talk.”
“You lose my number?” Hearing the same words I threw at her when she stopped by the station stings.
“Drop the attitude, Julianna.”
Her eyes flame at the use of her formal name. “It’s barely daylight, and I’ve had to deal with three jerks already. Excuse me if I don’t feel like dropping the attitude.”
My mind races. Whoever was on the phone was clearly a male voice.
I presume I’m looped in that number. Who is the third?
My eyes scan the area, and I take off, assuming the direction of the bedroom. Nothing seems out of place. No sign of struggle anywhere. Her scent engulfs me when I hit her room, but I’m too focused on the state of the bed to appreciate it.
Sheets and pillows are strewn all over, the quilt hanging off the edge. A bright blue scrap of silk lies on the floor.
A sense of possessive rage simmers in my veins at the sight.
“Major! What the hell is wrong with you?” She appears at my side.
“Did he stay the night?”
“Who?”
“Did you let that boy touch you?”
Realization dawns on her. “Is that why you’re here? Because I had a date?”
“Did he touch you?” I grind out. “Did you let him fuck you?”
I catch her wrist mid-swing before she can deck me, yanking her close and trapping her arms behind her back.
“That is none of your business!” As she struggles to get loose, her tie gives way, and the robe opens, sliding off one shoulder.
My dick swells at the sight of the black satin barely covering her tits.
I’ve seen Jewls many times in a bikini, prancing around our pool and showing off her sexy as fuck curves. But this? It takes every ounce of willpower not to take us to the floor and cover her body with my own.
I back us into the wall, pressing my cock into her hip. “It is my business. Everything about you is my business.”
This time when she wriggles, she rubs along my dick. “Keep it up, wildcat.”
She freezes, her face stopping inches from mine. “What if I let him fuck me?”
Jesus, she’s testing my restraint, pushing me to the edge. This is exactly why I held back all these months. The woman is going to be my undoing.
“Then I hope it was good because he will be the last man to ever touch you.”
Some of the fight eases and the fury turns defiant. “Since when?”
“Since I fucking decided to stop jacking around.”
“Is that why you came here Friday morning?”
“No, I came to apologize for being a massive dick on Thursday.”
“Apology accepted. Let me go.”
“That was Friday. Now is different.”
“You mean you’re done jacking around?”
I nod, her scent filling the space and sending my blood south.
“It’s too late,” she counters.
“Bullshit.”
She shivers and twists again. “Seriously, Major, you can’t come in here acting like this because you’re a little jealous. You don’t want me, but you don’t want anyone else to have a shot. That’s not cool.”
I dip into her line of sight, grinding against her. “You think I don’t want you?”
“You said it yourself many times. I’m a wildcat and you’re searching for a sweet, kind, quiet woman who will fall at your feet and bend to your will.”
“You’re sweet and kind.”
“I’m never going to fall at your feet and bend to your will.”
“Thank God for that.” I lean in, tracing my lips along the column of her neck. “I want the wild, sweet, kind, mouthy, unbelievably sexy, and gorgeous woman that has my dick twitching every time she’s near. And when she slices her green eyes my way, full on, hard as steel.”