AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I may not have much experience with the opposite sex, but I know when someone likes me. You avoid me. You never talk to me. You seem generally put out by my presence. You don’t like me,” I say, nodding in conclusion.
“I like you,” he says firmly, his voice scratchy, sounding like he’s in pain.
“No, you don’t. You hate me,” I tell him.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” Remy clenches his jaw, his eyes flashing with tension. “It’s the opposite,” he whispers.
I blink, almost sure I made up his confession. The opposite? What does that even mean? “Prove it,” I challenge him.
He closes his eyes, tipping his head back as he takes a deep breath. I think Remy is going to push me away again, but instead, his hold turns possessive. He tilts his head down, his nearly black eyes sizzling with so much desire I feel it prickling over my skin.
His breath tickles my lips, and then he closes the distance, nipping at my bottom lip and then my top lip, before slipping his tongue inside my mouth.
I gasp in surprise, but don’t waste any time in diving into the only thing I’ve wanted since laying eyes on him.
Looping my arms around the back of his neck, I pull him closer so I can taste more, feel more, experience every single thing he’s doing to me. Remy groans, breaking our kiss to trail his lips down my neck. I tilt my head back, encouraging him to kiss and lick every part of me.
Remy presses me against the side of his truck, flattening me against the cool metal with his hard body. I instinctively grind against him, whimpering when I rub against the evidence of his desire.
I’m about to reach down and feel every inch of his thick erection, but Remy steps away from me, combing his hands through his hair while muttering to himself.
“I didn’t mean to take advantage of you,” he says, his brown eyes filled with conflicting emotions.
“You didn’t,” I promise. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” I add.
“Gwen,” he whispers, taking a step closer. I think he’s going to kiss me again, but instead, he scoops me up in his arms.
“Are you taking me to bed?” I squeal, kicking my legs out.
“Yourbed,” he emphasizes, making me pout. “You’re drunk.” I glare at him. “You’re drunk,” he says again.
“Tipsy,” I mutter, frowning at his stupidly handsome face as he carries me inside.
“Even so,” he relents. “It would kill me if you regretted anything about our time together.”
“What if I regret not sleeping with you?”
He growls, pausing as he looks up at the ceiling. He looks like he’s praying again, though I’m not sure why.
Remy doesn’t respond; he simply walks upstairs and gently lays me down in bed. I open my mouth to tell him to join me, but I yawn instead. Remy’s lips twitch, I almost think he’s going to smile. No such luck.
“You need to forget about everything that happened tonight,” he tells me sternly.
I shake my head no, causing my blonde hair to fall around my face. “Never,” I whisper with a smile.
Remy reaches out, tucking the strands behind my ear. I lean into his touch, loving how gentle he is with me. I want to curl up in his arms and have him rock me to sleep.
For a moment, he looks like he’s going to say something. I can see the battle behind his eyes, and I want to tell him to just spit it out. I know he wouldn’t respond to that, however.
Remy doesn’t say another word, he just leans down and presses his lips to my forehead before stepping away. With one last look over his shoulder, Remy leaves me laying on my bed, wondering how the hell I’m going to ever forget this man.
FOUR
Remington
I haven’t seenGwen all day. She had breakfast laid out for me this morning, though she was nowhere to be found. I came back around noon to find the place freshly vacuumed and the dishes put away, along with a sandwich, cut fruit, and a bag of chips. Still no Gwen.
It’s a little after five in the evening now, and I’m taking my sweet time putting the horses back in their stalls. I have no idea what to expect back at home, and what’s worse is that Gwen is leaving tomorrow.
