Page 2 of His Bunny Baby


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“It will be in the pharmacy,” I say.

He scowls. “What the hell is it doing there.” It’s rhetorical, but I explain anyway.

“Epsom salt isn’t to add flavor to food.” I hope I’m not insulting him. “It’s usually for the body. Smooths feet, soothes sore muscles, stuff like that. I’ll show you.”

“That witch,” he mutters behind me.

At the end of the aisle, I’m stopped abruptly as a cart darts out in front of me, and the stranger must have been right on my heels because he crashes into my back. “Fuck,” he hisses, catching me around the waist so I don’t fall forward. His hand scorches hot through my shirt and is larger than the plane of my stomach.

God, he’s enormous.

Everywhere.

His erection digs into the small of my back.

“Excuse me,” the older woman apologizes and moves, but I take a moment to lean further back into him. Biting my lip to stifle my moan.

He could devour me.

CHAPTER2

Caspian

Iwas ready to kill Ava as soon as I entered the grocery store. I did not want to be here. But as I came down the aisle and saw the blonde pixie on the floor, my cock grew ten sizes bigger than normal, and my heart skipped a beat.

Now, I think I’ll send Ava and her new husband, Jack, on that honeymoon they’ve been holding off on because, surely, this is my prize for stepping foot in here. It has to be.

The way her eyes crawled up my body when I stepped close enough in front of her that she had to crane her neck back to see me was intentional. It was imperative that she see all of me. And when she stood up, barely coming to my pecs, I wanted to wrap her up and bring her home with me.

With her ass pushing back and my hand nearly wrapped around her slim body, I know she’s meant to be mine. Everything in my life has led me to this moment.

“Do you know if she has a scent she likes?”What?Right. The Epsom salt.

“It’s salt,” I mutter, releasing her reluctantly. When she glances back at me, that’s when I spot it. Hidden by makeup but unmistakable.

A dark bruise and a cut on her cheek.

Someone fucking touched my girl, and I’m going to rip them to shreds. Her bright smile dims when she catches my scowl. Lifting a hand, I brush my finger across the cut. “What happened here?” The question comes out more growl than request.

She steps back, taking her intoxicating scent and heat away from me. “That’s nothing. Just an accident.” The grin is broad but forced. In her eyes, I see a different story. One I fucking despise.

“A boy leaves a mark on you; that ain’t nothing.” I’m taking a shot in the dark, but from the way her eyes flare, I hit the nail on the head.

“Who said it was a boy?” She turns her back and starts walking away.

I follow along like she’s pulling a string. “A real man wouldn’t put hands on you.” Her back straightens, and she nearly pauses but shakes her head and continues on.

It gives me a chance to admire her from behind. She’s young. I can tell from her face and the lack of jadedness in her eyes. But it’s more than that. She’s rail thin, far more than she should be, yet her hips have the sweetest curves I’ve ever appreciated on a woman. Compared to her, I’m a fucking giant. Most women her size run the other way.

Not her, though.

No.

She seems to like it.

Which is what has me following along behind her like a fucking puppy, glaring at any man who dares to look in her direction—I have no problem pounding them into the ground if necessary. As long as their attention remains on looking, only.

We turn a corner, and I realize we’re in the pharmacy, stopped in front of a shelf with a bunch of shit on it that I don’t think I want or need to know what they are.

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