Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I looked around for anything else I might have left and headed to the door, but when I heard a low, rough sound leave him, I stopped and looked over my shoulder.
Carter was scowling at me, and he strode to me just as I faced him. He curled his hand around my nape, yanked me forward so I stumbled against his chest, and slammed his mouth on mine.
He kissed me like we were still in bed. Naked. Him deep inside me. It was passionate, consuming, and had me wetter than the damn Atlantic Ocean.
When we finally parted, I stumbled back, looked up at him dazed and confused, and saw the heated, very male, satisfied look on his face.
And then he winked at me, told me we’d talk soon, and I knew right then and there I was in big trouble where Carter was concerned.
Chapter
Eight
MINA
“Dinner Saturday?” Dad asked as I sat across from him at the little bistro where we stopped for lunch.
It had been a week since he’d gotten married. He’d taken his new bride on a five-day trip to Vale, where they stayed in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.
I wasn’t sure how much Amber enjoyed the wilderness, but I was glad my dad had done something I knew he loved.
He talked to me for the past twenty minutes about everything they’d done.
They’d gone skiing on the incredible mountains of Colorado, sat in front of the massive fireplace in the cabin they rented, and just talked about their plans for the future.
The happiness on his face, the tone of his voice, made me dislike his new wife a little less each time. Because she made my father happier than I’d seen him in a long time.
I sipped my chai latte and stared at my father while he continued to tell me about his honeymoon, but my mind couldn’t help but wander to Carter.
I hadn’t heard from him in the last week, despite me giving him my number. I didn’t know why it bothered me so much.
Just as my thoughts drifted even more to Carter, I felt a slight vibration by my leg and reached in to grab my cell from my purse.
I glanced at the screen and felt my lips twitch with a smile I suppressed.
Speak of the devil.
My heart did a funny little kick in my chest when I looked at the screen and saw a text from an unknown number.
Although it could’ve been spam, my gut told me it was Carter, as if I conjured him up from my thoughts alone.
Unknown Number
Thinking of you—Carter
I felt my suppressed smile become a full-blown grin.
I felt like being sassy, so I typed out a quick reply.
Mina
Carter who?
I saved the number with his name, then tucked my phone back in my purse and glanced up at my dad to see him staring at me. He had one eyebrow cocked, his colossal body leaning back at an angle in the chair, one arm thrown over the back of it, his other arm resting on the table as he curled his hand around a coffee cup.
My father said nothing for long moments, and I felt the heavy weight of his focus on me. He knew. He knew something was up, and it was only a matter of time before he called me out on it.
Three. Two. O—
“Who is he?” He picked up his mug and took a long pull from it as he watched me over the rim.
I felt my face heat and focused on my cup, playing with the handle and willing the fire on my cheeks to ease so I didn’t make an ass out of myself. “No one.”
“Hmm,” he hummed, and I glanced up. He was focused behind me, and I knew him well enough to know his mind was working. He was probably thinking back to anyone he might have seen me with or heard me talk about.
“No one,” he said slowly, softly, and took another drink from his mug. “Okay.” He set it down and looked at me again. “You let me know if he becomes someone, sweetheart.”
I cleared my throat and nodded, although I knew there wouldn’t be anything to say, because as far as I knew, what I shared with Carter would probably be nothing more than that one passionate night.
Not counting his sneaky little text.
My father glanced at his watch, finished his coffee, and gave me the warm smile he always reserved for me.
“I have to run. Dinner this weekend though, yeah?”
I nodded and stood. Dad gave me a hug, a kiss on the top of my head, and let me know he’d talk to me before finalizing plans.
I sat back down, reached for my phone, and saw another text from Carter.
Carter
Funny girl.
I smiled when I saw three dots pop up as he typed.
Carter
Maybe I should spank that ass again and show you what a sassy mouth gets?