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“I did.” I take it and look inside at the ring I thought would suit Luna. It’s a pear-shaped diamond set on a thin platinum band. It’s beautiful. It also signifies how real things are becoming for this marriage.

“The wedding bands will be ready next week. I’ll grab those when I’m back.”

“Thanks.”

“No worries.” He stands and straightens out his jacket. “I better get going.”

“Have fun.”

“You too, if you know what I mean.” He gives me a lopsided grin then ambles away, leaving me to my thoughts of my bride and her ring.

I imagine Luna wearing it and the world knowing she’s mine. And her too.

The sudden thought hardens my cock and the taste of her sweet mouth returns to my memory once more. I want that mouth around my cock. Or more than just her lips on mine.

I snap the ring box shut with a click that seems to bounce off the walls of my mind, then I shut down my files and log off my computer.

I’m drawing the line.

It’s time to go home and see my little bride.

Chapter 12

Luna

I’ve been sitting in the window bay in the library for the last few hours, working on the final plans for my upcoming fundraiser. The event is set to take place a few days after the wedding.

It’s to commemorate the fifteenth anniversary of the charity so it’s an important event Mom would be proud of.

It’s also the first event since my graduation where I’ve been more involved in the planning and design. Gwen, the head of the fundraising department, wanted to give me the chance to take the lead.

I came up with the idea of doing a wine auction and she absolutely loved it.

I also managed to get the event hosted at the Astoria, an invite-only association that looks like a palace. The place is well-loved among New York’s high society, so I thought it would be fitting for such an event.

The majority of the tickets have been sold and all the wine connoisseurs I contacted have agreed to take part.

As far as things go, I’ve done amazingly well and I’m glad that at least that part of my life is going so well.

This fundraiser is number ten on the bucket list. I should be happy I had the chance to do it and that things are going to plan.

I just can’t feel the way I should because everything else in my life is a mess. And it’s about to get worse.

An hour ago I got a message from Ryan letting me know he’d swing by the office tomorrow for that coffee he promised me.

Reading his message threw me into that daze I’ve tried so hard to escape since Hunter blew into my life.

That damn kiss is still on my lips and the memory of the way his body felt against mine has merged to my mind as if someone fused it there with fire.

I hoped to use the time away from him to cool off from the unwelcomed sexual high, but nothing like that has happened.

I haven’t responded to Ryan’s message yet, something that’s totally odd for me. Usually I’d text back within seconds. This is the first time he’s messaged me and I don’t know what to say.

I’ve continued working, hoping something will come to me, but it hasn’t because I know he’s going to talk about not giving up.

Entertaining that conversation would turn me into a cheater. How else are we supposed to not give up?

Not giving up would mean sneaking around behind Hunter’s back to see each other. I can’t do that but I’m finding it hard to think of something to tell Ryan that won’t hurt him.

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