Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“I can get her; I just need another inch or two,” she said, lifting up on her toes and stretching.
“Fuck, Haven! You’re going to fall.”
She wobbled, and I thought for sure she was coming down. Suddenly, a white and orange kitten appeared, and Haven was heading back down the ladder.
“Hold it still for me.”
“What in the hell do you think I’ve been doing?” I shot back, moving out of the way when she descended. She got off the ladder and held the kitten up to her face.
“You bad little girl. You scared us.”
“No, you scared us. Climbing up on that ladder like that. You could have gotten hurt.”
Suddenly, Molly, the barn cat, came walking into the room. She took one look at her baby and meowed. Haven set it down, and Molly picked it up and carried it off.
“She must have been moving her litter,” Haven said with a smile. When she looked back at me, her smile faded. “Why are you scowling at me?”
“Do you have any idea how bad that could have turned out? You could have fallen and broken your neck.”
She winked, and it felt like someone sucker-punched me. I forgot for a moment how to breathe. “But I didn’t.”
“But you could have!” I shouted.
Tilting her head, Haven asked, “Nathan Shaw, were you worried about me?”
“No. Yes. I mean, anyone would have been. Why do you have to do such…stupid things?”
Her head drew back, and it felt like the air had been pulled from my lungs momentarily. A look of hurt passed over Haven’s face. I cursed myself because I had made a promise never to hurt her.
“I’m sorry, Haven, I didn’t mean to say that.”
Clearing her throat, she whispered, “I need to leave now.”
She started to walk but tripped and stumbled. I reached out and caught her, but I also lost my footing. As I held onto her, we both started to fall backward. Luckily, the bed that my cousins had in here for late nights working caught us. Haven lay over me, both of us in shock. Then we burst into laughter.
Her blue-gray eyes seemed to lighten as she laughed. A loose strand of hair fell in front of her face from her ponytail. Before I could stop myself, I pushed it behind her ear. The feel of my fingers brushing over her skin instantly made my body come alive.
Haven’s smile faded slightly as we lay there, neither of us moving.
“Haven,” I whispered as my eyes drifted to her perfectly pouty lips. When her tongue dashed out to wet them, I lost all sense. Cupping her face in my hands, I drew her down to me and kissed her. It was slow and almost awkward at first until she opened her mouth. The kiss turned deeper, and before I knew it, I rolled us over. Haven spread her legs open, and I settled between them, pushing my hard length into her, causing us both to moan. Her fingers sliced through my hair as if she was clinging onto me, afraid I would stop kissing her.
“Fucking hell,” I gasped as I ripped my mouth from hers and started to kiss along her jaw and down her neck. My hand slipped under her shirt, and when I cupped her perfect breast in my hand, she arched her back. I wasn’t sure when I did it, but I had taken her shirt off and pulled her bra down, exposing a tight nipple to the cool air. My mouth covered it, and when I gently bit down and then soothed it by licking, Haven moaned my name. I liked hearing her say it as she lay there on the verge of falling apart.
“More, Nate. Please, I need more.”
Still kissing and sucking her nipple, I undid her jeans and slipped my hand in.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered when I slipped my fingers inside of her. She was soaking wet.
“Do you like that?” I asked as I playfully bit her earlobe while whispering to her.
“Yes.”
Knowing that I was about to make Haven come did something to me. I felt confused and I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted to hear her cry out my name as she came.
Her hands were all over me. In my hair, gripping my shoulders, running up and down my back. When she slipped her hands under my shirt, my entire body shivered. When she reached for my jeans, I froze.
“No, don’t stop! Please!”
“Don’t,” I quickly said.
“I want to touch you, Nate. I want to make you feel good too. Please, don’t stop.”
And just like that, reality came crashing down around me like waves in a storm when her words reminded me of that day I found her and her father.
I couldn’t do this. Not to Haven. I had no intentions of settling down with anyone, and to do this would lead Haven on. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I pulled my hand out and sat back, trying not to look at her chest rise and fall with each deep breath. Haven stared up at me, confused.