Page 161 of Not Over You


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“You dirty, sneaky, ghosting, lowlife, asshole, bastard. What do you think you’re doing, coming to my town?”

I hold up a finger as I gulp down the last of the champagne in my glass.

She snaps, “I never want to see you again!”

I finally work the lump down far enough I can speak. “That’s pretty funny coming from you, if you’re the one who bought the date.”

“Shut it.”

I grin. “You look good, Rachel.”

“Stop it.”

I drop my glass onto the picnic blanket. Take a step forward. “You paid a lot of money to see me.”

“Enough.” She takes a few steps backward.

I chuckle. “You’re a sexy hellcat.” I take another step forward.

“Don’t.”

“It’s good champagne, by the way. You should join me.”

“You weren’t supposed to enjoy that. It was supposed to piss you off.”

I smile. “It didn’t. I thought it was funny.”

She growls and bares her teeth at me.

“You still want me.”

She crosses her arms. “Do not.”

“You’re lying. I know your tell-tale sign.”

She takes a step back. I take another step forward. Heat stirs in my body. “I want you, too.”

I grab her, snake my hand around her back and pull her against my chest. I draw in her scent. A flood of sexy AF memories barrels right down to my cock.

She squeaks when I nip her lip, then she opens for me. She inhales me and it’s just like it was before. A match to kindling. I pull her with me, and we tumble down onto the sand.

CHAPTER 3

The nerve of him! He ignores the doll, eats the food, drinks the champagne, and then has the nerve to kiss me?

I ought to knee him.

But for some damn reason, all I can do is whimper as he wrecks me with his tongue.

His kiss is way more potent than I remember.

I’m lit on fire from the tip top of my head to my throbbing woman parts in record time.

Hunter’s on top of me in the sand and what do I do? I spread my legs to let him nestle into the cradle of my sex.

I wanna scream at him for breaking my poor innocent heart.

Why do I want him? Why him?

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