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I take a step away, biting down, turning to the icy window. As I stare at the sunlight making the ice sparkle, my woman talks in a low voice.

“It started when I was a kid. You were this huge figure, hardly even real. I used to dream you’d notice me, want me, pick me as special, and tell me you wanted me to be your wife.”

“I’d never want that,” I snap. “Or anything like that.”

“I’m not saying it was right. Kids get crushes all the time. It is up to the grown-ups not to act on it. I know you never would. I know you were—are—a good man, but it doesn’t change how I feel.”

My mind tangles as I try to make sense of this. “You called it an obsession.”

“Yeah.” She pushes the word out, voice breathy. “I guess there’s no point trying to hide it now. I was obsessed with you. I still am. I still want all those things. A marriage. A life together. Kids.”

I close my eyes, focusing hard as red pulses in my vision. It’s not anger or disappointment or anything negative. It’s the need to tell her I feel the same. The need to explain everything, when and how it started.

“I know you’ll never want the same,” she murmurs, almost like a challenge.

Opening my eyes, I spin on her. Before I know it, I’ve got her hands in mine. It’s all I can do as the release burns inside of me, trying to make me claim her. I pull her to her feet, close. I drive my body against hers so she can feel the hardness of my manhood, the solid ache in my body.

She makes that intoxicating noise when our lips meet, whimpering gorgeously. Our mouths open and for precious seconds, we forget about how messy this is. We kiss hard, Harper’s hands squeezing tightly on my shoulders.

“How do you know what you really want?” I ask, keeping my lips close to hers.

I’m ready to kiss her again if I need to, ready to silence any doubts from either of us.

“I know,” she says firmly.

“But how?” I say. “If I’m the only man you’ve ever wanted.”

Which is exactly whatIwant her to say. I almost say I don’t want her to think about another man. I need her to belong to me so completely, nobody else can ever get involved.

Her mind, her body, her touch, her sex, her life, all mine. Her love most of all.

“I’m not interested inplaying the fieldor any of that. You’re my dream man.” Her eyes flicker to the left. She doesn’t want to meet my gaze as words shakily come out of her. “I never believed you’d want me, ever. I wanted it, but I didn’t believe it. I know this is a lot. I must seem crazy.”

I say nothing. Everything I think of would drive me closer to more betrayal.

“You’ve gone this long without getting married, without having kids. I get it. It’s silly. It’s ridiculous.”

I kiss her again. Maybe it’s unfair of me to sink so indulgently into her tempting body, but my mind is trapped.

Adam, I try to think, my thoughts spinning. It’s your sister! What do I do?

Her body is too close, hot and tempting, andmine. My hands glide to her hips. I squeeze possessively, with so much more hunger this time, knowing she belongs to me without question.

Her mouth opens in lust, her teeth clicking against mine. I warn myself to slow down. She’s been through too much.

Her body responds with fire, her fingernails pressing through the material of my hoodie. My hands glide around to her ass, and then I’m lost, massaging, lavishing it with attention.

She will only ever belong to me. Every part of her.

“What if you wake up one day and realize it was just a childish crush?” I growl between kisses. “What if it’s not real?”

She pushes her hands against my chest, leaning back to stare at me. “It’s real. I know it is. If you said,Hey, Harper, I’m just as crazy as you…I’d be ready to start our life tomorrow.”

Suddenly, she spins away from me, pacing over to the window.

“This isn’t easy for me to talk about,” she snaps, with her back to me. “I know how it makes me sound, but it’s the truth. I won’t lie about it, not now that you’ve seen my notebook. You had to find out eventually. I can’t be with you just for…”

She pauses, then drops the atom bomb.

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