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Did I dare dig into the box without his permission?
“Dammit,” I muttered to myself. I’d already been inexcusably rude to borrow what I was wearing and now I wanted to ask for more.
He spotted me in the hall and motioned for me to come back out to where he was.
“I know, Laverne. She’s fine. I promise. She’s just a little…” His voice trailed off as he looked at me.
I looked down. The jeans weren’t too bad on me, were they? I met his gaze and then crossed my arms at where his gaze had dipped to. Yeah, I’d been right on the shirt.
“Do you have a sweatshirt or something?” I whispered.
He gritted his teeth again and turned away from me. He lifted his hand to the top of the doorjamb to the sliding door to the backyard.
I was embarrassed until I noticed the grip he had on the top of the door.
Was that for me?
I peered down at my breasts. Did it show that much? Of course now I was thinking about it and my nipples were like freaking headlights. Great.
“Look, Aunt Laverne, I gotta go. Yes, I’ll take care of her. No, she doesn’t want to come back right now. She just needs to get away for a few hours.” He tipped his head back, one hand to his ear with his phone and the other white-knuckled from his tight hold. “Right. You got it. I’ll call you later.” He stuffed his phone into his back pocket then turned around.
I crossed my arms, but I didn’t think it helped.
“Pretty sure the One D boys would be better for my mental health and the current zipper indent in my…” He cleared his throat. “Jesus, Helena. I didn’t realize you were hiding all that under that dress.”
I looked down at myself. “Pretty sure my slightly better than a B-cup breasts aren’t that impressive.”
“Girl, any breast under that shirt would be enough to make most men sit up and take notice. Enough that I’m a little pissed my little sister owns it, but damn, do I enjoy it on you. FYI, you have a perfect pair of breasts.”
I tried to hunch my shoulders forward to make them less noticeable and he stepped forward. “Hell no, don’t hide them. If I’m going to die, I want a good view.”
My face flamed. “Beckett.”
He grinned. “Or did you decide you wanted polite and nice Beckett instead? If so, I’ll find you a parka so I can make it happen.”
A giggle bubbled up and out of me, dispelling a bit of my embarrassment.
“Is that a no?” He drew my hand up toward his mouth and turned my wrist up at the last second. He dragged his teeth lightly across the fragile skin then flashed his tongue over it as a chaser.
“No.”
“Louder.” His voice had gone husky in a way that made my nipples tingle.
I lifted my eyes to meet his. “I want this, Beckett.”
Chapter4
Beckett
Save A Horse Ride A…
Humbled didn’t even begin to cover it.
The tail of her braid curled around her neck and the damp ends made a small wet spot just above her nipple. The shirt was practically threadbare and very fucking distracting. But damn, the curves on her knocked me out. She seemed so tiny and slight when she’d stood up on that altar for my cousin.
Ethereal in a way that made me feel rough as sandpaper. Hell, I shouldn’t even be touching her. We couldn’t be more opposite. And I had to hold myself in check. The crazy need for her felt bigger than it should be. A better man would listen to the instincts that pushed at me too much for the amount of time we’d known one another.
I wanted her in ways that didn’t match her sweet softness. Ways that would probably send her running for the hills. But the spark in her eyes matched mine.
