Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Jesus Christ, she gave head like it was her fucking job.
That thought made me pause. Was it her job? Did I care? No, I didn’t care. That had been excellent.
Licking her lips, she stood up, slowly rubbing her tits against me as she did so. “You taste good,” she told me.
I started to say something when a knock on the door stopped me. I grabbed the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around me to go see if it was Kye here to take away the unknown female who had just sucked me dry. I swung open the door, and the words I was going to say to Kye froze, along with my entire body.
It wasn’t Kye.
It was Haisley fucking Slate.
It had been two months since I’d last seen her. Haisley had been with me when I got the call that her brother had abducted Levi’s girl, Aspen, from the hospital, where she volunteered. Haisley was the reason they found her so quickly—because she used her phone to track her brother. And then, after all that shit, she’d still ghosted me. Blown me the fuck off.
She should have been at the hospital to volunteer that day instead of not showing up so she could be with me. I had admitted to Levi that I’d asked her to skip and spend the day with me. If she had been at the hospital, then Aspen wouldn’t have been taken. I accepted all the blame. Still, she’d shut me out with one simple text.
This was a mistake. I don’t want to see you anymore. Please leave me alone.
I’d texted her, called her, even gone by her trailer. Nothing.
I opened my mouth to ask her what the fuck she wanted when I noticed what she was wearing and the cart full of cleaning supplies, clean towels, and linens beside her. What the hell? Why was she working in a hotel in Gainesville? She didn’t have a car to drive this far.
“Are you coming back?” the woman in my room called out.
I’d forgotten about her and the sheet around my waist.
“What are you doing here?” I blurted out, my headache now back with a vengeance.
Haisley’s almond-shaped violet eyes, which had owned me, dropped to the floor. “I’ll come back later,” she mumbled and started to push the cart.
Let her go, Saxon, I told myself.
Then, I stepped out and grabbed her arm. “What are you doing here, Haisley?” I snapped at her.
I hated that she was here. That she was making me look at her. Reminding me how fucking gorgeous she was. How she’d made me feel shit I’d never felt before, then just dropped me. Reminding me how easy I was to walk away from.
She turned back to me. “Working. I didn’t know.” She swallowed hard. “I wasn’t expecting to see you. Here. In there. I mean …”
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, which caused her tits to move, drawing my attention to them stretching the cheap fabric of her uniform. Had they gotten bigger, or was it just that her clothes didn’t fit right?
“This is where I work.”
I lifted my gaze from her chest and back to her eyes, and it felt like someone had kicked me in the gut. Dammit, her eyes were powerful. And I knew exactly how sweet she tasted. It still haunted my dreams.
“Sax, what is taking so long?” the woman from inside my room asked.
The way Haisley’s face paled as she looked past me, I knew the pro cocksucker was at the door behind me. Probably still naked. Fuck. Whatever. It didn’t matter. Haisley was the one who had hurt me. Not the other way around. I’d been in love with her. Admitting it sucked because it’d happened so fast, but it was true.
“I’m coming,” I said, tearing my eyes off the one girl I wished I’d never met, but couldn’t get out of my damn head.
Turning around, I walked back inside, shutting the door hard behind me.
“You know her?” she asked me.
“Not anymore,” I replied.
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Haisley
Breathe. In and out. In and out.
I focused on the small spot staining the wall as I tried to calm myself. It wasn’t as if I’d thought I’d never see him again. At some point, I was going to have to seek him out. But I had thought it would be on my time. When I was mentally ready … prepared.
Not with him wrapped in a sheet with a gorgeous, naked woman in his room while I stood there in my uniform with my cleaning cart.
More breathing … more breathing. That was what I needed.
But why was he in a hotel so close to home? I had never imagined seeing Saxon here. In all the many ways I had planned on what I would say to him and how I would say it, this hadn’t been one of them.