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I wiped at an unshed tear and swallowed the lump in my throat. “You’re in love with me?”
He laughed softly. “Hopelessly, it seems.”
I crossed the kitchen and he straightened as I fell into him. His strong arms wrapped around me and I felt completely enveloped and safe inside his embrace. His lips were pressed against my forehead and we stayed like that, glued together, without words, for a long time.
I wanted to return his feelings, I knew they were bubbling up inside me, but my lips were having a hard time letting them slip out. Cooper backed out slightly and looked down at me, his eyes still soft with vulnerability and I knew he was waiting for me, which only made my heart race faster.
“Cooper, you are the most infuriating, challenging, difficult man I have ever known. You piss me off, push all my buttons and drive me to the brink of my own insanity with record-breaking frequency. But, God help me, I am in love with you, too.”
He laughed and the sound reverberated through my entire body.
“You’ve got a way with words, you know that?”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I said, popping up on my toes, waiting for his lips to press against mine.
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Plush
A Billionaire Romance
Book 4
By
KB Winters
Copyright © 2015 BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC
Published By: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC
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Chapter One — Cooper
Everything would be decided in a matter of hours. It was both an exhilarating and nerve wracking notion. Next to me, I could feel Allie’s anxiety radiating off her body, her hand twitching with restless energy as she tapped a distracted pattern along the inside of my thigh. She was staring out the passenger side window of my SUV—that she affectionately called “Cooper’s big obnoxious, look-at-me-ride”—and I knew her mind was a million miles away, lost in a tangle of worries I hadn’t been able to sort out for her yet…
Just a couple more hours. Then we’ll know what to do, I reminded myself, momentarily wondering if I should speak the reassuring words out loud. I cut another glance towards Allie, struck—as always—by her overwhelming beauty. Since the second I’d seen her, she’d entranced me and I never wanted to break the spell. I’d known from the start that she was a firecracker, and over the past few months, my initial suspicions had been confirmed…and then some. I smiled, remembering brief memories of our more fiery moments, and then turned my attention back to the road.
Our meeting had been the beginning of a very wild ride, but I knew without question, I’d do it all over again if it meant having her beside me in the passenger seat of my “big, obnoxious look-at-me-ride,” regardless of the destination.
“Hey gorgeous,” I said, capturing her anxious fingertips in my hand, holding them steady as I let our hands come to rest on my thigh. Allie rolled her head against the seat and shifted her big, beautiful blue eyes in my direction. “It’s going to be all right. I swear.”
She stared at me for another second before offering what I would call a very weak smile. “I know.”
My heart twisted in my chest, but I returned her smile and let my attention drift back to the road. I hated that she wasn’t letting me in. Dealing with her walls had been the toughest part of our relationship. I guessed in some way, I thought once she became mine, totally and completely, she’d be able to set aside the smoke screen bullshit and be real with me.
For the most part, I’d been right, but over the past few days, as we neared the date she’d circled on the sun-faded calendar that hung on the wall of her tiny apartment kitchen, she’d become distant and edgy. I couldn’t blame her, I was anxious as well—but her emotional walls were difficult to scale.
In my eyes, I thought I should be the one she let in. She could shut the rest of the world out, that was her prerogative, but I’d been locked out with them and it didn’t seem to matter what I did or said to try and break thro
