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We’re so close I can feel her breath on my skin and damn near taste her sweet lips. I plant both of my palms on the wall, framing her face. “I want you.” She stands, still covering her naked body.īefore I pull up the zipper on my jeans, I go to her, spinning her around and pinning her against the wall. “What do you want, Ella?” I ask as I pull on my pants, trying to keep my balance.
He cooked up breakfast.”Įnding the call, I toss my phone down on the bed next to Ella. “Okay.” I hear a loud clatter in the background. I need breakfast and a pile of ibuprofen.” “It’s not funny,” she yells as I laugh on my end of the phone. She generally bottles everything up until she explodes in a fit of anger. Although, calling me is one huge step for the feisty little shit. She continues to frantically ramble on in panic mode and I wonder if she’ll ever realize that we’ll always have her back. Someone left the irrigation on out by the pond and everything is swamped.” The DJ isn’t here and the dance floor is all wrong. “Maverik.” I immediately hear the panic in Challis’s voice. I twist toward the nightstand and take the call. Her hand touches my bare chest and then drifts over to my beating heart. She takes a moment to gain her composure before she speaks. “Ella, let’s just focus on the reception today.” Tears stream down her face and she does her best to hide them from me with her long hair. I drop to my knees on the side of the bed, grip her thighs, and tug her toward me until she’s straddling my torso. Staring down at her bright blue eyes, I realize I’m already gone and have no chance of survival with Ella back in town. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her jump back further on the bed and feel like an even bigger asshole, if that’s possible. You love being with me and what we used to be, but you’ll have no problem hopping in that fancy sports car of yours in one week and bolting from me once again.” My fist goes straight through the drywall. She shrugs, with tears streaming down her cheeks. “Ella,” I yell, standing and dragging my hands through my hair. I twist to see her covering her front with the sheet, and a sad look covers her face. He explained he only let Merek do it because he knew Merek would do whatever in the hell he wanted.Ĭold air sweeps across my back as Ella falls back onto the bed. He even sat Marvel and myself down and told us he’d whip our asses if we eloped. Yes, Granddad finally convinced the two assholes to have a wedding reception on the ranch. “I need to get an early start with Merek and Challis’s reception today.”
“Then how about you lay back down with me?” My hand automatically goes to the back of her head, wrapping my fingers into her blonde locks. I feel the bed dip, and then her arms drape around my neck with her breasts pressed up against my back.
The day I ran into her weeks ago in town, I should’ve turned and walked away, but like a fool I stared at her. Her palm brushes down my back and it’s something about her touch that I’ll never be able to let go of. Hell, not only life, but my heart, bed, and soul. Actually, she chose to leave years ago, and I’ve welcomed her right back into my life knowing my odds weren’t good. Then my mind goes back to that vicious cycle and anger begins to boil up in me. My name in western font goes from right underneath her armpit down to the top of her hip. I had no idea she got it the day she left town. Her tattoo dances up the side of her ribs, and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of staring at it.
“Mav.” I turn to see her rustling around in the sheets, and then her baby blues look up at me. I’ve fully given into Ella, and now it looks like I am in for another ten years of heartache once she climbs in her fancy little sports car and drives away. Looking down, I’m naked as the day I was born, and as the events of the night before play out in my head, I realize I am fucked beyond belief. Jake looks up at me with that face saying, “You’re screwed, man.” “Fuck,” I grumble, trying to sit up in my bed, throwing my feet to the floor. Peeling my eyes open, I see Ella in all her naked glory, with her messy blonde hair sprawled across the pillow and my sheets. Rolling over in bed, my arm lands across the warm skin of another body. My mouth is dry, and a nauseous feeling already swirls around in my gut. S plitting pains shoot around in my head.
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