Rhett presses a kiss to Danny’s forehead. He whispers something in her ear which makes her giggle. She nods excitedly before she waits for him to walk over to where Carter and Della are standing, watching me with their daughter.
“Aunty-Princess-Anna,” Danny’s voice yanks my attention back to her. She giggles as she says, “Uncle Ledge asks if he can be your Kristoff?”
For a moment I have to wrack my memory to remember that Kristoff is Anna’s love interest in Frozen.
My eyes widen, and my mouth drops open, which only makes Danny giggle more.
“Silly,” Danny teases, “you have to say yes.”
“Yes,” the word is nothing but a burst of air, but it’s enough for Danny because she twirls around before running to Rhett, yelling at the top of her lungs, “She said yes, Uncle Ledge. You have to kiss her now.”
“You’re right, Princess,” Rhett says with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
As his long legs eat up the distance between us, Danny shouts, “Not too long. That will be gross.”
Rhett looks dangerously hot as he stalks right at me, his eyes locked on mine. His body collides with mine, his arm wraps around my waist and tipping me backward, his mouth claims mine.
Even though he keeps the kiss PG-rated, Rhett becomes the sole focus of my entire universe as we kiss for the first time.
He pulls me back up and keeping his arm wrapped around my waist, he ends the kiss. When my eyes flutter open, they meet his heated ones.
“Took you long enough,” I whisper, my voice hoarse from wanting this man.
A sexy grin tugs at the corner of his mouth, as he whispers, “I promise I’ll make it up to you when we leave here.”
Wow. Can we leave already?
As Rhett steps back, everyone starts to clap, making my cheeks flame with embarrassment.
Thankfully, they all have mercy on me and soon return to the various conversations they were having before Rhett and I gave them a show.
The girls all rush over, each taking a turn to hug me. Della grips the towel around her with one hand, while she holds me with her free arm.
“Thank you,” she whispers, and she doesn’t need to say more. I know she’s referring to the moment between her daughter and me.
Rhett brings me a soda while I catch up with the girls, and immediately Miss Sebastian’s eyes grow wide.
“You’re not having any wine? Is there a reason?” Her eyes drop to my stomach, and I swear I’m about to go up in flames with embarrassment.
“On no! No-no-no, it’s nothing like that,” I say quickly. “I’m not a big fan of alcohol.”
Miss Sebastian seems to deflate right before our eyes. “A girl can dream,” she whispers.
“Don’t worry, Miss Sebastian,” Rhett says as he throws an arm around my shoulders. “Soon enough you’ll have a dozen of mini-me’s running around.”
Her face brightens with hope. “Just make sure you give your little chunk of hunks a map. I’m sure by now they’ve forgotten what an egg looks like.”
I made the mistake of taking a sip of soda, and it spurts out as I laugh at Miss Sebastian’s words. Wiping the drops from my chin with the back of my hand, I whisper, “I’m sorry. I didn’t see that coming.”
“Oh, honey, I don’t blame you. My babykins took so long to go after you, I’m afraid the second his ding-dong sees your bejeweled land of fantasy, all those little chunk of hunks are going to take off like a bedazzled rocket into outer space.” She wags her manicured brows at me. “Instead of stars, I’m hoping he gives you fireworks.”
For a full minute, I can only blink.
I can’t believe we’re talking about Rhett and I having sex.
“I might need that glass of wine now,” I mutter to no one in particular.
“Thanks, Miss Sebastian,” Rhett says as he pulls me away from the girls and towards the fire where all the guys are gathered. “On that note, I’m sure Evie is ready to run screaming for the hills.”
“Don’t you go sassing me, my babykins. Someone has to prepare my angel-girl,” she calls out, making Rhett chuckle.
When we get to the guys, Jaxson and Logan smile at me, as they say at the same time, “Hi.”
It makes me grin when they scowl at each other.
Jaxson gives me a quick hug. “I’m glad you’re here.”
Logan keeps his distance though, and says, “Good to see you, Evie.”
“Hey, guys. Thanks for having me,” I say, feeling a little self-conscious as I dare a peek at Carter.
His face is so unyielding that I instantly drop my eyes to the ground. I guess he still doesn’t like me.
“Rhett, do you mind if I borrow Evie for a second?” Carter asks, and I shut my eyes, praying Rhett says no.
“Sure.”
My shoulders slump, and suddenly I wish Dad was here so I could hide behind him.
“Walk with me to the kitchen, Evie,” Carter says. “I need to get the burgers and steaks.”
I swallow hard as I follow him, wondering how on earth Danny is such happy child when her dad is so scary.
By the time we reach the kitchen I’m seriously thinking about making a run for the front door.
“It’s none of my business,” Carter says as he pins me with a daunting look, “and you know that Rhett is very important to all of us.”
I start to swallow repeatedly as my heart sinks into the shiny tiles at my feet. This is where Carter tells me I’m not good enough, that Rhett deserves more than what I can offer him.
“And I’m certain I’m speaking for everyone here, when I say,” his mouth starts to pull into a smile, which confuses me, “thank you for giving Rhett’s stubborn ass a second chance.”
“Huh?” The word bursts from me, as I stare at Carter.
“For a while there, I was really concerned about Rhett. Now that he has you, I know he has found his happiness. I’m glad it’s you.”
I still look like a gaping fish when he picks up a bowl of meat, places his hand on my shoulder and gives it a light squeeze, before leaving me alone in the kitchen.
I let out the breath I was holding.
I didn’t expect that.
Wow.
It’s a relief to know Carter doesn’t hate me.
Arms wrap around me from behind, and I know who it is without having to look.
“Are you okay?” Rhett whispers against my cheek.
I nod as I slowly turn around in his arms.
“Good, for a second there I thought you were going to climb over the counter so you could crawl away from Carter.”
I slap his chest playfully. “It was one time! You’re never going to let me forget, are you?”
Rhett shakes his head as his hands drop to my butt, and lifting my body against his, he walks us into a study. Using a foot, he nudges the door closed, then presses me up against the wall.
My stomach is alive with the buzzing of bees and fluttering of butterflies as he stares deep into my eyes.
“I knew I was done for when I saw you crawling toward the stairs,” he whispers.
“Why?” I breathe the word, not wanting to ruin the moment between us.
“Let’s just say the view was spectacular,” he teases.
He starts to lower his head, and my eyes drop to his mouth.
An inch away, he stops, and whispers, “I’m going to kiss you, Evie.”
My eyes dart to his before dropping back to his lips. As I lift my chin to nod, his mouth crashes against mine.
My hands move from his shoulders, wrapping around the back of his neck as his fingers dig into my butt, and he lifts me higher so that I can wrap my legs around his waist.
When his tongue teases the seam of my mouth, I moan softly, opening for him. Feeling his tongue brush against mine, and tasting Rhett, sets off tiny explosions of pleasure all over my body.
Chapter 34
RHETT
After stealing that kiss from Evie in Miss Sebastian’s study, all I can think about is being alone with her.
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Pretending that I wasn’t being eaten alive by desire was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But I pulled it off, and as I’m walking Evie to her front door, I’m not sure I have the strength to say good night.
I remove her keys from my pocket and unlock her door.
A faint blush colors her cheeks, and she looks shyly up at me. The look alone is enough to bring me to my knees, but then she says, “I know it’s late… but,” she bites her bottom lip, and her eyes drop to my chest.
“But?” I ask, needing her to complete that sentence, more than I need my next breath.
“You’re going to think it’s too soon,” her shoulders slump a little, “but I’d like it if you came in.”
Nervously, she tucks some curls behind her ears.
“Stay the night,” she whispers so softly that if my eyes weren’t glued to her lips, I might not have heard them.
I take a step closer to her and placing a finger under her chin, I nudge her face up until our eyes meet.
“Are you sure?” I ask. “I can wait.”
Fuck no, I can’t! I’m dying here, and only Evie can save me.
I fight my need for her, wanting the moment to be right for both of us, not just me.
“I’ve been sure since I woke up to you humping my butt,” she teases.
“If only you knew what I was dreaming about,” I tease her back.
I take another step forward, and she matches me by taking one backward, and into the apartment.
She grips hold of the door, and I step to the side so she can close it. I wait for her to lock it, but when she reaches for the light switch, I grab her hand to stop her.
“Leave it off,” I whisper. Even though it’s dark, I can still see Evie with the moonlight shining in through the window.
I pull her closer, and when we’re standing toe to toe, I bring both my hands to her face. I brush my knuckles over her silky skin, savoring the feel of her.
“I want to touch every inch of you, Evie,” I growl, unable to keep the desire I feel for her at bay much longer.
The exhilaration coursing through my veins is unlike anything I’ve experienced before.
She doesn’t move a muscle as her big eyes shine in the dark. “Touch me then.”
“I won’t be able to stop,” I warn her, scared by the tension coiling in my chest and the hunger flooding my gut.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
My hands are actually shaking as I drop them to her shoulders, and brushing them down her arms, I savor how delicate she feels.
I’ve never been so anxious to be with someone before. My breaths speed up until I’m afraid I’m going to pass out from too much excitement and lack of oxygen.
She tilts her head, and bringing a hand to my cheek, she whispers, “What’s wrong?”
I try to slow my breaths by reminding myself that this is Evie. I love her. I’ve wanted this moment for so long. But as I remind myself of what Evie means to me, my heartbeat joins my breaths in a race to see who can kill me first.
I never thought I’d say the words, but yet it’s the sound of my voice filling my ears.
“The anticipation is a little overwhelming.”
“Do you want to stop? I’ll understand.”
She’s so gentle with me right now, it’s breaking my heart. I close my eyes and admit the truth to her.
“I’ve never been with someone I love. I’m not sure I know what to do.”
Evie’s quiet for a moment and I wait to hear the words, as she calls me out for being a manwhore.
“Will you let me show you?”
My eyes open and I stare at the amazing woman in front of me. Instead of telling me I’m full of shit, she once again sees the part of me, so few have seen.
The part that’s terrified of giving myself entirely to another person.
The part that only fucks, because making love to a woman will give her the power to destroy me.
The part of me that’s been dying to be saved, to be loved, to be wanted for who I am.
“Yes,” I whisper, giving Evie access to all that I am.
The reckless fool who kept her at a distance.
The careless joker who tried to convince himself he didn’t need her.
The heartless bastard who fucked everything with a pulse and didn’t care what he was doing to the woman he claimed to love.
The ruthless asshole who broke her heart and let her go.
But most of all – the shameful man.
Taking hold of my hand, she leads me to her bedroom. This time I don’t stop her from switching on the light. She kicks off her shoes and then kneels at my feet.
She unties the laces of my boots before pulling them off one at a time. When I’m barefoot, she stands up and taking hold of the hem of my shirt, she pushes it up my chest and over my head.
Dropping the shirt to the floor, I’m not prepared for the sensations leveling me as Evie presses a kiss to the center of my chest.
Her breaths are hot on my skin as she kisses her way to my collarbone. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she lightly brushes the tips of her fingers down my chest, making every muscle I have, ripple with pleasure.
I’m so captivated by Evie that my nerves settle enough for my desire to take back control.
I place my hands on Evie’s hips, and as I begin to move them higher, I push her shirt up until she’s free of it.
Her curls drop back against her creamy skin, and the contrast is so stark, it isn’t conceivable that anything more exquisite than this woman exists.
My hand slips behind her back, and I unclasp her bra. Taking hold of the straps, I begin to pull them down her shoulders. I drop it to the floor as I drink in the soft swells and tight nipples and suddenly can’t wait to taste her. My mouth starts to water.
I unbutton her jeans, and as I pull down the zip, my eyes dart up to Evie’s face to make sure she’s still okay with this happening between us.
Seeing the tears glistening on her cheeks, all but stops my heart. I frame her face and lean closer.
“What’s wrong?”
She shakes her head and sniffs. “It’s the way you’re looking at me. It makes me feel like I’m… more. I didn’t know how much I needed it until I saw the look on your face.”
“You’re not more, Evie,” I whisper as I press my forehead to hers. “You’re everything.”
Chapter 35
EVIE
You’re everything.
The words aren’t even cold on his lips when I crush my mouth to his.
I’ve never been brave enough to initiate a kiss, but seeing the love in Rhett’s eyes gives me the strength to take what I want.
I unfasten his belt, and then my fingers grow impatient as I work the button lose. A frustrated groan ripples up my throat as I struggle with the zip.
I want to see him naked, to touch and taste him. I’ve waited so long for this moment that I’m all out of patience.
Rhett’s hands close over mine, and he breaks the kiss.
When our eyes meet, I don’t know what he sees on my face, but it makes a low growl rumble through his chest.
His body slams into mine, a strong arm wraps around my waist, and then I’m thrown onto the bed. Rhett yanks my jeans down.
Pulling his wallet out of his back pocket, he removes a condom from it. He tosses the piece of leather on my nightstand, then takes his jeans off.
I quickly wiggle out of my panties while Rhett strips out of his boxers.
I haven’t been with many men, but Rhett’s size is so impressive that I rub my thighs together just so I can feel some friction.
The movement catches his eye as he rolls the condom on his thick length.
Taking hold of my thighs, Rhett spreads my legs open before he crawls onto the bed. The sight makes my body hum with anticipation.
The look on his face is wild, as he growls, “I’ll worship you in ten minutes. Right now, I can’t go slow.”
I chuckle, but it d
ies a quick death as his head dips low and his mouth latches onto the bundle of nerves between my legs.
I let out a shriek of intense pleasure, and my body tries to crawl out from under him, but he grabs hold of my hips and yanks me right back to where he wants me.
“Rhett, it’s too –” My breath slams into my throat and cuts my words right off as Rhett pushes a finger inside me while sucking hard on my clit.
My heels dig into the covers, and my hips lift off the bed as the world shatters into shards of pleasure and color.
My body is still jerking uncontrollably as Rhett positions himself at my entrance.
He waits for me to look at him, before he pushes an inch inside of me, groaning, “This is what I’ve wanted. Fuck, Evie. How’s it possible that you’re both my undoing and my saving grace?”
The stretching feeling and his words almost have me losing my mind.
I push my body hard against him, and I let out a moan of approval as he turns onto his back and allows me to straddle him. I crush my mouth to his and satisfaction fills me as he kisses me back with the same passion.
Rhett’s hands grab hold of my ass, his fingers digging in deep as I break the kiss.
I wrap my hand around his thick shaft so I can lower myself onto him.
“Fuck, this better not be another wet dream,” he groans, and as I take him inside me, sinking all the way to the hilt, he barely breathes as ecstasy washes over him.
I’m mesmerized by his reaction to me as I start to move. He allows me to set the pace, and I keep it slow and deep.
When he grabs hold of my hips, I remove his hands and place them on my breasts, keeping mine over his.
“Fuck, babe,” he growls, his voice tight.
He grinds his teeth and starts to pull his hands from under mine, but I tighten my hold on him.
“Don’t move your hands. I have zip ties in the kitchen, and I’m not afraid to use them.”
I squeeze him with my inner walls as I move slower, relishing in the feel of him inside of me. I throw my head back as his hips lift off of the bed and he tries to thrust deeper.
“Babe… babe…” Hearing the need as his body starts to tremble, I slam down against him as hard as I can, moving faster.
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