Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“I thought you were mad at me.”
“Oh, I was. I might still be a little, but damn it, I was scared. Not just for my kids, although that’s in there. He won’t touch my children.”
“No, he won’t.” I have to pull in a breath as just the thought of either of those precious kids having even a hair on their head out of place fills me with absolute horror.
“And he won’t fuck with you, either. I’ll kill him first.”
I pull back and stare up at him in surprise. “Rem—”
“I mean it. He doesn’t know who he’s fucking with.”
Chapter Sixteen
Erin
“Okay, I appreciate the protectiveness that this has brought to the surface, but really, maybe I should just move out for a while. I can easily commute back and forth to help with the kids, and that way I’m not putting anyone in danger all the time.”
“No.”
“But it would be the logical thing to do. You and I both know it. At least until we get everything figured out. I’m sure I could stay at my cousin Drew’s condo. It’s up on the ski hill, and the building has excellent security.”
“No.”
I blow out a breath and climb off his lap.
“You’re being stubborn.”
Remington simply lifts an eyebrow, as if he’s saying, “And?”
“I get it,” I say and start to pace because I’m full of nervous energy. “I know that you needed to bring your whole family in here because this could potentially be a problem for everyone, not just me. I mean, sure, it was a bit jarring to walk in and see the whole lot of you here, but I get it. It would go down the same way in my family. You stick together, and you work through things as a team.”
I blow a stray piece of hair out of my eyes.
“The responsible thing for me to do is to move into town.”
“No.”
“Jesus, Grumpy.” I turn, prop my hands on my hips, and frown at him. “Sure, I’ll miss the sex, too, but it’s just sex. We can live without it for a little while until this is resolved.”
The room goes still as Rem’s eyes narrow. Slowly, he lifts himself out of the chair and moves to stand just a couple of feet away from me.
“Just sex?” he repeats. “Do you think that what’s been going on here is just…sex?”
“I mean, it is sex.” I feel my pulse speed up.
His eyes drop to my neck. “The way your heartbeat quickens, thumping away there in your throat, and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
I swallow hard, unable to reply as he reaches out and drags his fingertip over my pulse. He leans in and brushes his nose over the apple of my cheek, then drifts lower to my ear.
“The way your breath catches when I touch you like this.”
His hands push under my new dress, skimming up my thighs and my sides, and he lifts it up, over my head and arms, and lets it drop to the floor.
And he’s right, my breath does catch.
“You have goose bumps,” he continues, his voice still soft and crooning as he lets the backs of his knuckles trail up and down my stomach, up to my breasts, and around to unfasten my bra, dropping it to the floor, as well. “Your cheeks flush, but that’s not all that turns a pretty pink.”
“Rem—”
“Shh.”
I reach for him, but he spins me around in a circle, boosts me up onto his desk, and spreads my legs so he can stand between them.
Once again, I reach for his pants, but he takes my hands in his, kisses them, and places them on his desk at my side.
“I don’t get to touch you?”
“I’m not done making my point,” he says and squats in front of me. With one finger, he nudges my panties to the side. “Put your feet on my shoulders.”
As I do, he lowers his mouth to me, and I fall back on my elbows, already lost to him. Jesus, he eats me like he was born for it, and every single time, I see stars.
I cry out and move to grab onto his hair, but he quickly ducks out of the way.
“Elbow on the desk,” he says, his hazel eyes on fire. “Now.”
With my eyes on his, I follow his command, which makes him grin.
“Good girl.”
You know, I always thought I’d deck the first guy to say good girl to me like that, but it turns out that it’s hot as fuck.
He goes back to work, and once I’ve fallen apart, not just once, but twice, he kisses his way up my body and nibbles on my lips.
“The way I can make you fucking lose your mind is not just sex, Erin.” He unfastens his jeans, and tugs them down past his hips, and then pushes inside of me, and I moan, delirious for more of him. “The way I fit inside of you, so goddamn snug and perfect, as if you were made for me.”