Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
How would I do that without giving my true intentions away? And what exactly are your true intentions Cassie? Just what are you expecting to come of this?
That feeling of being exposed only grew the longer I stood there and my resolve faltered with each passing second. I’d felt such a strong connection to him, had allowed myself to believe that there was something there because of those feelings and my dreams.
Now here I stand wondering if the man who’d made me act outside of myself was married. My heart sank for a minute and I looked down at the flowers in my hand. If worse comes to worse I’d just pretend they were for her. And hope that she believed me whoever she is.
I heard a dog’s bark in the distance and turned to look as the sound grew closer. I thought to inch back towards the car door just in case the animal proved to be unfriendly.
I stood at the open door with one leg just inside in case I had to move quickly. And then I saw him, breaking through the trees with a rifle over his shoulder and dark shades that wrapped around his face on both sides. Could he be any hotter? Be still my heart.
I kept looking between him and the dog as my heart knocked away against the cavity of my chest. Not even the dark scowl he sent my way after removing his shades was enough to tarnish my joy at seeing him again.
He did not look happy to see me. So I answered his glare with a beaming smile and hoped I didn’t make a fool of myself. I wanted badly to look at his finger for a ring, but my eyes refused to leave his face.
That same feeling from the night before was back in full force and I knew that there was no ignoring it. No shoving it aside as nothing more than a passing phase.
BRADEN
What the fuck? I almost stopped walking when I saw her. I’d heard the engine on my way back to the cabin and thought it was my brother coming to nag my ass about something or other. He’s the only one brave enough to show up here unannounced.
Since Harley wasn’t going batshit I figured if it wasn’t Wyatt then it most certainly wasn’t a stranger whoever it was so I didn’t rush. Now I looked down at his shiftless ass and back over to her. The fuck!
So much for going on an early morning hike in the woods to get her off my fucking mind. What was the point if she was going to be standing at my damn door waiting for me upon my return?
I’ve had a picture of her imprinted on my brain from the night before. Not of when she was scared and hiding behind me, but one of her eyes as she watched me through the glass door down at the station.
I’d ran from my house and gone on a hike in the hopes of working that shit out of my system but now I had no doubt after this that I’d have a new vision to replace it. She was even prettier than my mind remembered.
Her hair shone in the sunlight and her eyes, those beautiful eyes were aglow with some inner light as they watched me hopefully. The sudden attraction only pissed me off farther and I was more than a little gruffer than usual in my approach.
“What the… what are you doing here?” I kept my distance as I asked, not willing to get one step closer. Maybe if she knows that I don’t want her here she’d turn her little ass around and head back where she came from.
Twenty-three my ass. She didn’t look any older than she did the night before. They sure were making them different these days if this was twenty-three.
Her little ass was barely five-two and she looked like she weighed maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet. Nowhere near able to take a man like me. I’d completely cover her from head to toe if we fucked. What the fuck?
Walk your ass away from that thought Braden. You will not fuck her. You get your dick anywhere near this one you know what that’ll mean. It’s a fucking life trap. Good, now that that’s settled.
Nothing can get me to back off faster than the thought of love and marriage. That was going to be my only saving grace with this one. If I can remember that touching her ass might most definitely mean commitment, then I for sure won’t bed her pretty little ass.
But no matter how I fought it, my mind still kept returning to what she would look like under me and that shit just made me postal. No fucking way. Never again. And especially not with someone who seems to be a trouble magnet.