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“The family that counts.”
“That’s better. Also, you did good.”
A soft smile spreads across her beautiful doll face. “Thank you.”
I nod and take her hand. A soft blush colors her cheeks and flushes down her elegant neck, but she looks away and waves to Aurora, who is back in Knight’s arms with his hand resting on her belly.
Hand in hand, we make our exit and slip into the car, which is already waiting for us when we get outside.
The moment we sit, River’s dress rides up her thighs, and I’m screwed with the same kind of curse that got me on the way here.
My eyes are glued to the smooth, silky skin as George sets off, and I’m so fixated I don’t even look away when River catches me checking her out.
“You’re doing the unnecessary looking thing again,” she states, glancing at me.
I tear my gaze away from her thighs and meet the amused expression on her face.
I stare back at her and decide to be myself, and rebelagainstmyself.
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
“Just for the record,” she leans close, “that’s not howfriendslook at each other.”
I touch her face and trace the outline of her neck. “No, it’s not, but you know me and rules.”
“I do.” She purses her glossy lips, directing my attention to her mouth. “No pun intended,friend.”
I’m about to kiss that smart, sassy mouth of hers, but the mermaid moves out of my grasp and makes a point of staring out the window.
Fuck me.
This is what you call beating me at my own game. And she’s good at it. Along with being too beautiful and sexy for her own good.
She keeps up the show of ignoring me for the entire journey home. Not once does she look at me when my eyes are all over her.
I get a moment of reprieve from my lust-stricken haze when we walk inside the house. But the moment we walk into the hallway and she advances ahead of me, my eyes go straight to her ass, screwing with me all over again.
“Good night.” River tosses the word over her shoulder like an old jacket she doesn’t want.
I stop in my tracks and watch her getting away from me. I should allow her to leave, to run from me if she needs to.
It would be best for both of us if we parted ways here and said good night or goodbye for now. That is exactly what I’d need for the business relationship I expect from our marriage.
After tonight, she’ll hardly see me until our wedding day.
No contact with each other for close to a month is perfect, but as I watch her go, I realize I can’t say good night or goodbye for now just yet.
Because I want what I never got from her the other week.
I want what I haven’t had from her for eight years.
I want to explore all the ways her body has changed from the shy eighteen-year-old girl I left behind.
And… I need her.
I actually need her as badly as my next breath. Fuck reasoning and rules, exceptions, and all my sins from the past. I need hernow.
The thought pushes me forward, and I rush toward her, catching her arm just as she’s about to turn the corner.
