have in this very moment, after not seeing her for so long, will haunt me
forever, reminding me why I left to begin with.”
off-limits. As much as it kills me, that’s never going to change.
suddenly showing up out of nowhere, I shouldn’t want anything to do with
once were. It shouldn’t matter that my entire body lights on fire with need
whenever he gets close.
I’m drawn to him, needing him near me just as badly as I need air to breathe,
and I can’t stand it.
hating him is the last thing he’ll let me do.
him, my mind lost in the one person who is forbidden—the one person I’ve always
loved, even when he belonged to someone else.
to terms with that and now that I finally have, he’s here, right in front of
me, more irresistible than ever.
capable of completely wrecking my world.
until you take all of your hate out on me. Let me feel it. All of it. Every
dirty look. Every nasty word. I will have it all before I leave. Stop hiding
in the gravel behind her. The cold look in her eyes is
almost enough to freeze my damn heart. “Don’t you dare follow me, Easton.
Turn back around and go inside.” With pained eyes, she points at the building
and screams. “GO!”
starts walking again to get away from me.
around her waist right as she attempts to straddle her motorcycle.
and pulling her against me. “I get that you want fast right now. That you need
a rush to clear your head. Trust me, I know you. I’m the one that got you
addicted, but you’ve had too much to drink.”
anger, before elbowing me in the stomach in an effort to get away. “Dammit! Let
me go. I need to leave. I can’t be here.”
the gravel and trap her under my body, pinning one of her legs underneath mine.
“Give me your keys,” I growl, an inch away from her lips. “Don’t make me force
them out of your hand. I can pin you under my body all night if I fucking have
attempts to buck me off with her hips, but it does nothing.
body. “Fight me all you want. I’ll win.”
fights to control her breathing from below me. After a few seconds, her eyes
meet mine, and she grins. “Fetch.” She tosses her keys across the parking lot
and then pushes my chest, speaking against my lips. “Now. Get. Off.”
face. It feels like forever since I’ve seen it.
freckled nose is now pierced and flaring out in anger.
and closes her eyes as she runs her hands over her face and lays back. “Just
leave me be. I don’t want to be anywhere near you. I’ll have Hope take me
still hate me after three damn years?”
ignoring my hand as I reach it out to help her. “You tore my heart out. Now get
out of my way.”
she walks back out a few minutes later following Hope to her old, beat-up
making me feel.
Bestselling Author of the Walk of Shame Series.
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for
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