Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Knowing Gaby though, once she gets an idea in her head you’d need a stick of dynamite to get it out. “I have the perfect thing for you to wear.” Dani had the wickedest smile on her face and a gleam in her eye. That did not bode well for me
“Uh, Dani I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m more jeans and tees than lace and silk.”
“Trust me you’re gonna look amazing in this. I picked it up on a dare from Gaby a while back but never had the courage to actually wear it. But with your figure, it’ll be smashing on you.”
“Oh yes and we can do your hair and nails and…” Gaby was already halfway out of the room before I could say yes or no. I was already regretting this whatever it was, but of course I went along with it.
My guts were in knots by the time they were through primping me from head to toe and it was time for me to go back to his place to get dinner started.
CHAPTER 7
CORD
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“Susie, come here.” I could see and hear the others leaving their homes to head over to mine, so I had to make this quick. She didn’t know it, but I’ve been watching her every move from beneath hooded lids since I walked in the door. She’s been avoiding me ever since I came out of the shower, thinks I didn’t notice, but I’m so tuned into her I don’t miss a damn thing where she’s concerned.
It’s funny really, and I hate to admit it, but Ty might be right. I am definitely bitch made. I haven’t even fucked yet and I’m all the way gone. I wake up hard and go to bed harder. When we’re apart for more than five minutes I go into fucking withdrawal and start snapping at everyone in a five-mile radius, before I have to go find her. Something I’ve been guilty of more and more lately since she has me on a damn leash.
I don’t know what, but I know she and her girls were up to some shit. I’d felt her little pique ever since we climbed out of bed this afternoon and understood how she felt. For fuck sake my balls were about to change color and I’m more experienced than she is. So I can only imagine what a little innocent like her must be feeling. She has no idea how close she came to being fucked this afternoon. How hard it was for me to pull out before I fully breeched her. But the time hadn’t been right no matter how much we both wanted it.
Now I’d been in the house a full hour and she’s been avoiding me. There was no telling what was going through her mind. I just hope my nosy ass sisters hadn’t put her up to anything that was gonna get her ass in trouble.
“I know you heard me little girl; move.” She’d come out of the bedroom and slipped into the bathroom before I got a good look at her, that’s why I was calling her front and center. Her behavior was sending off alarm bells loud and clear. I saw the reason as soon as she came into the room and nearly blew my top. What the fuck?
“Yes?” I knew from the tone that she knew exactly what I was gonna say. Always with the attitude, something I loved and despaired of at the same time. It was like walking a tightrope, straddling the line between reeling her ass in and not killing that spirit that made her so attractive.
“Love the hair but everything else is a miss. You’re not wearing this in front of my brothers.” I started to pull at the flimsy top she wore as she looked down at herself. “Why what’s wrong with it?” She wrapped her arms around her middle and tried backing away from me.
I didn’t even so much as blink as I looked at her, even though I knew she was trying to push my buttons. This is part of her new game these days, trying to see how far she can push me before she gets a reaction. Last time she ended up getting her ass beat. Let’s see how far she was willing to push it this time. I knew she would reach a point where she would start to chafe at the invisible restraints I’d placed on her, but she wasn’t going to have much luck with that shit.
“You knew when you put it on that I wouldn’t like it, so why did you?” I waited for her answer, but she wasn’t feeling very brave anymore since she buttoned up.
I have no doubt that her sisters had a hand in this, that she’d probably ran to them complaining about today. Little does she know that it would take a hell of lot more to get her what she wants.
She didn’t seem to understand that I wanted her as much as she wanted me, even more. That it was killing me to walk away after each little session. But my restraint was for her, she’s gonna need it.
There was no sense in warning her off, because my soon to be wife have proven to be as stubborn as a fucking two headed mule. The more I show her my heart, the more she digs her heels in, almost as if she expected me to give up. Like she was testing me. Daddy issues.
“Change it.” She huffed and straightened herself up with that look in her eye that told me she wasn’t about to do what I said. She wouldn’t see it as outright disobedience, no, she would see it as being assertive and having a mind of her own as she’s so fond of reminding me of whenever her dander’s up.
Taking both ends of the neckline in my hands, I pulled in opposite directions until the scrap of see through cloth laid on the floor at her feet. Her sigh of outrage didn’t phase me one bit.