Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, and I couldn’t help the little sigh that escaped my lips at his touch as I closed my eyes, hating that he still affected me so strongly, yet unable to help leaning into him, wanting more of that strength and security that he was offering me. “And I will not stop calling you Addy because you are mine, baby girl, whether you like it or not.”
With that, he threw his car back into first, put down the emergency brake, and pulled back into traffic. I drew in a shaky breath.
And there was the possessive, controlling Tristan at his finest.
A tired sigh escaped my lips as I stretched after stepping out of Tristan’s old ‘67 Mustang. Noah, Tristan’s cousin who I remembered as being more like a brother than a cousin to Tristan, stepped out of his small, brick house. I had always thought that Noah was extremely attractive, even though Tristan had always held my heart, as much as I hated it at that moment. Noah was also a lot more laid back, and he enjoyed getting on every single one of my nerves.
Noah was wearing only a pair of faded worn blue jeans that were hanging low on his hips. He didn’t have a shirt on, leaving all of his muscles and abs on display. I flashed him a wicked smirk, and he grinned back at me, his eyes lighting up.
“Adelaide, it’s been a while,” Noah commented as he strode down his porch steps toward me. Tristan rounded the hood of his car to stand next to me, a disgruntled look on his face.
I rolled my eyes. “It hasn’t been long enough,” I snarked.
“Ignore her,” Tristan told his cousin. Noah turned his amused eyes to his best friend. “Adelaide has been in a very pissy mood since she woke up a little while ago.”
I glared at Tristan. “Bite me,” I snarled, making Noah bark out a laugh.
Tristan’s lips tilted up into that devilish smirk that always made my belly twist with need as he leaned in close to me. My breath hitched in my throat at his proximity. “Don’t tempt me,” he breathed. I swallowed thickly, my heart pumping blood so fast through my veins that I could feel the rapid beats in my throat. “Because I know the perfect place to bite you in.” Lifting a hand, he ran his calloused index finger along the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder.
I shuddered at his touch as my eyes locked on his. His eyes darkened at the need shining in my own that I couldn’t hide from him, no matter how hard I tried to.
But I would fight that need with every fiber of my being.
“Anyway, if you two are done eye-fucking each other, I’ve got something to tell you two that I don’t think Adelaide is going to like too much,” Noah commented as he rocked back and forth on his heels, an amused grin on his features as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
“What?” I snapped at him, dragging my heated gaze from the man I still somehow wanted more than anything.
And wanting Tristan was dangerous.
“I only have one extra bedroom, and my brother, Josh, is crashing on my couch, so you guys are going to have to share a room,” Noah informed us, his grin widening at the rage that flashed in my eyes.
My gaze narrowed on him, my hands twitching at my sides with the urge to fucking hit something. Noah held his hands up in a surrendering gesture as he took a step back from me. I looked up at Tristan, but his smirk only widened as he winked at me.
I fucking hated them both.
“Don’t look at me like that, Addy, because you know I’m going to take advantage of this arrangement as much as I can,” Tristan told me nonchalantly, but I took it as a warning.
I stepped up to him and jabbed my finger against his chest, making sure my nail hit him hard. He flinched and reached up to rub his chest. I was seething. “I’d rather fuck Vin again than let you touch me,” I snarled up at him, lying through my teeth. I’d never fucked Vin willingly, but Tristan didn’t know that. Hell, even Joey had no idea that Vin had touched me.
But I wanted to hit the son of a bitch where it fucking hurt.
Tristan wrapped his larger hand around mine, which was still against his chest, and tugged me closer to him. Leaning down, he finally spoke, his voice a deadly whisper that chilled the blood in my veins. “The only man touching you in any fucking way will be me, do I make myself clear?”
Unable to come up with a snarky remark when he was looking down at me so intently, I just wordlessly nodded my head.