by Nina West
“But you let me think—”
“Because I’m an asshole.” He hesitates. “I wasn’t going to let you come back here, where your mother would make your life hell and you’d end up miserable and back with your ex, but there was no way I was letting anything serious start between you and Michael.”
I prop myself up on my elbow to peer down at Henry’s handsome face. “Truce?”
A wry smirk touches his lips, pink and puffy from kissing me so much. It falls off with a groan as he glances at the clock. “I need to get going. The crew has been waiting for two hours.” He plants a quick kiss on my lips and then rolls me off him and climbs out of bed.
I admire his muscular naked body as he strolls toward his dresser to pull on his boxers and jeans. “I wish I could go back with you.”
“Yeah. You’re not going anywhere for a while, from the sounds of it.”
“I know. I don’t know what I’m going to do about school in the fall.” Defer a year, maybe? Mama’s going to need me.
A thought crosses my mind and I smile. “I’m no longer a Wolf Hotel employee.”
“Well, you haven’t handed in your resignation. Or been fired.”
“Yeah, but either way, there’s no more workplace conflict.”
His hands pause on his zipper, his gaze drifting out the window to the cityscape. “We lead very different lives, Abbi.”
My heart sinks with his words. Stupid me. What did I think was going to happen? Just because we reconciled between the sheets doesn’t mean we’re all of a sudden “together.” I’m going back to Greenbank, Pennsylvania—population five thousand—to farm my family’s land and take care of my parents, while Henry jets around the world, opening hotels and ski hills. Our worlds are even farther apart now than when I was bringing his coffee to him in Alaska.
That’s what the old Abbi would have accepted, anyway.
Henry just dropped everything, flew me across the continent, and basically saved my father. He cares for me, even now. And he was telling me the truth before. We do have something special.
“Yeah, I guess we do lead very different lives. I fight for what I want, while you just roll over and give up.”
His head snaps back from the window to lock on me, his eyes flashing with surprise. “What did you just say?”
I climb to my knees and let him take my naked form in for a long moment. “You heard me.”
Leaving the window, he wanders over to stop in front of me. “That sounded like a challenge.”
“Maybe it was.”
His gaze drops down to my chest, and I feel my nipples pebbling just with the touch of his eyes. “I’m difficult, and quick-tempered, and demanding. I’ve already caused you a lot of pain.”
“And I wouldn’t trade any of that for anything.”
He heaves a frustrated sigh. “What’s going on with fuckhead?”
“He broke up with Cammie and is apparently going to try to win me back.” I roll my eyes.
“And you’re not at all interesting in reconciling with him?”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“And is that because you were with”—his jaw clenches—“the other two?”
The idea of Ronan and Connor is really bothering him. But, like Ronan said when I asked him what would happen if his ex ever took him back, Henry’s got to want me for who I am now, not who I was before he left me. “No. It’s because Jed is in the past and I’m not the same girl I was.”
He chuckles, reaching up to run the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “No, you definitely aren’t.”
I take the opportunity to pull his thumb all the way into my mouth, sucking it hard before I release it with a pop.
He steps in closer, forcing my head to tilt back to keep his gaze. “What happens when I fly in to see you?”
“I’ll be waiting for you.”
“And what about when I can’t make the time but I need you. What if I’m in New York and I want you there with me? What if I send for you?”
“Then I’ll come running.”
His brow spikes. “Your mother will never approve.”
“No. She won’t.” Bernadette Mitchell is going to fight this every step of the way. “But I can live with that, if you can.”
His fingertips skate over my bare skin, over my breasts and down my stomach, reaching down to plunge deep into me, where his cum is still spilling out. I lean back on my haunches and spread my thighs to give him better access.
“I can live with it. Actually, this could be fun.” He kneels in front of me, trapping my nipples with his teeth, earning my hiss. “You sure this is what you want?”
I lean down to catch his mouth with mine, trying to convey exactly how much this is what I want with my tongue.
Henry’s eyes are hooded when I pull away, and my body buzzes with adrenaline because poor Jack is going to be waiting another hour, at least. “Okay then. It’s official.” A wicked smirk touches his lips. “You’re fired.”
Will Mama accept Henry?
How hard will Jed fight for Abbi?
Has Scott Wolf really accepted defeat, or is he waiting for the perfect time to take his brother down?
Find out when Abbi and Henry’s story continues in
WOLF PREY
About The Author
Nina West lives in the city but spends her summers in the wilderness with her husband. She loves having a steaming cup of cocoa in one hand and a steamy story in the other.
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