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Once I see them turn at the end of the road, I drive the rest of the way to Caroline’s house and park my car. What I want to do is run up the steps and kick in the door, but I don’t want to scare her either. I need to take things slowly and explain why I’m here.
My hand is shaking as I form it into a fist and gently knock on the door. I can hardly think straight as the sound of her feet coming closer fills my ears.
“Did y’all forget somethin—”
For a brief moment her eyes widen, and it’s not shock but relief when she sees me standing there. It’s only for half a second right after she stops talking, then it turns into a glare.
“What are you doing here?”
I should be gentle and soft as I explain how I found her. I should softly take her in my arms and whisper how much I’ve missed her. But I don’t do any of that. In fact, I do the exact fucking opposite.
“You thought you could run from me?” I take a looming step into her house, and she backs up as I slam the door closed behind me. “You thought there was a place on this earth you could hide?”
Her breathing is heavy as her mouth opens but no words come out. I shake my head as I move closer until her back hits the wall.
“The night you got in my bed was the night you sealed your fate.” My arms move fast and then they’re around her and lifting her off the ground. “Now this is right where you belong.”
My mouth comes down on hers in a hard kiss, and there’s a moment of hesitation from her. I hear the whimper in her throat as her lips part and my tongue sweeps inside to taste her. My hold on her is possessive, and I hitch up her knees so she puts her legs around my waist. I grind my throbbing length against her core and ache for relief inside her pussy.
“Mine,” I say before I bite her bottom lip and then kiss my way down her neck. She gasps when I graze my teeth over the tender skin, and it’s like a drug shot straight into my veins. “All fucking mine.”
Chapter Five
CAROLINE
My body melts into his, and still I can’t believe he’s here. My heart flutters with excitement, but at the same time, tears roll down my cheeks. Colden pulls back, and I watch his eyebrows furrow.
“Sweetheart.” His voice rumbles across my skin, but he doesn’t loosen his hold on my hair or his tight embrace. How can someone's eyes be filled with both compassion and anger? “Don’t kiss me like you’re sad to see me.”
Slowly he begins to run his fingers through my hair, and I want to lean into his touch. I know I’ve missed him, but seeing him in the flesh makes it ten times worse. I was sure in my mind I made Colden out to be more handsome than he really was. Yet here he stands in all his handsome glory, taking my breath away.
“Why are you here?” He must have found out that I’m pregnant. How did he pull that off unless he got some sly information from his wife? Which is messed up on so many levels.
“Why am I here?” he repeats, and when I step back, he matches it until I’m pinned to the kitchen counter. “You left me without a trace.”
“It was a one-night stand,” I blurt out, and his nose flares. I can tell he’s trying to keep his anger in check, but it’s so close to the surface. Why does that turn me on? Stop it, Caroline. He’s a married man! He’s not mine and I shouldn't want him.
“You and I both know that was not a one-night stand. You got my note. It was gone, so I know you saw it.”
“I did,” I admit. “And I was going to call you.”
“You were going to call me?” he repeats, but there is an accusatory tone in his voice.
“What are you, a parrot? Why are you repeating what I say?” I huff. I’m the one that gets to be angry here. “You can’t barge into my home. In fact, I think you should leave.” I point toward the door. “I’ll call the sheriff.” Tinsel can’t be far; she only left a few minutes ago.
“What’s she gonna do? Shoot me with a nerf gun? Does this town even have jail cells?”
“I think?” It might be a break room with vending machines, but Colden doesn’t need to know that.
He places his hands on either side of the counter, caging me in. “What am I going to do with you, Caroline?”
What the hell does that mean? I lift my hand to smack him, but he easily catches me by the wrist.
