Page 43 of Wanted By You

“I’m not going anywhere without you,” I say with conviction.

Whether it’s what I said or how I said it, something changes in her expression. Her body tenses. “Wh—Why?”

If I’m doing this now, I’m doing itmyway.

I sit up and reach for her, taking her by the hips and bringing her thigh over mine to straddle my lap. Her eyes widen and her pretty lips part in surprise. I keep my hold on her hips, digging my fingers in firmly to her lush curves as she places her hands flat on my chest.

I’m sure to look her dead in those knee-weakening eyes when I confess, “Because, Sunshine, anywhere without you isn’t anywhere I want to be.”

Fourteen.

Cassidy

Warmth spreads throughout mychest and slides down my torso to settle low in my belly as his words sink in. I press my hands firmly against his hard, muscular pecs in a lame attempt to keep steady without dropping my full weight onto him.

Is this really happening? Am I sitting in Butch Montgomery’s lap while he tells me how he…feels about me?

Get it together, Cass, the guy saidonereally,really, sweet thing to you. Don’t go getting all weak in the knees over a few words.

Yet, goosebumps tingle along my skin as he draws me closer, watching me intently. If he’s waiting for me to say something, he’s going to need to give me a few minutes here to process. Because I’m stuck on one thing he mentioned in particular…

Sunshine.

I’ve never been one for nicknames—romantic or otherwise. All anyone’s ever called me is Cass or Cassidy. But something about Butch giving me one feels…natural. Right. Even still, I can’t help questioning it. “Sunshine, huh?” I tease lightheartedly. “Hate to break it to you, but I haven’t been very sunshiney the last few days. And I’m not blonde.”

I attempt to slide off of him, but he holds me firm in his lap as he grins slowly, his eyes dancing over me.

“It fits,” he declares proudly with no further defining explanation. “And you don’t need to be blonde to be the sunshine in someone’s life.”

I freeze with a breath in my lungs, heavy with the rampage of my rapid-fire thoughts and questions and—What does he mean by that? Is that what he thinks of me? Is he referring to himself?

Am I,hissunshine?

“Oh, Butch,” I breathe, at a loss for words as I fight back the tears. No one’s ever said something so beautiful to me before.

That’s two.

He shifts beneath me, spreading his legs wide so I drop down lower between them as he sits up straighter to be face-to-face with me. “I mean it,” he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion—an emotion I had no idea he was capable of. It’s in his voice, in his eyes, I can feel it radiating off of him and into me.

He reaches up for the wild hair that’s fallen from my messy updo and tucks it gently behind my ear. “I’ve never felt like this before—with anyone.”

And that’s three.

I don’t give myself a chance to overthink it another second, I throw my arms around his neck and crash my lips to his in a searing kiss.

Firm, strong hands grip my ass and haul me flush against a wide, hard chest. I use my lips to pry his open, sliding my tongue between them and having a taste. He tastes like the ruggedoutdoors and fresh air and allman—andgodit’s so good, I can hardly describe it.

I whimper at the overwhelming mix of sensations going through me. The feeling of him holding me against him, the fervor he’s causing to stir within me—for him.

I want this man, I realize.

I want Butch Montgomery.

His chest rumbles with a deep groan as he lifts me to adjust himself beneath me before falling back on the wide-base couch. I fall against him, my fingers threading through the thick hair on the back of his head, and as my nails scrape his scalp, I give a gentle tug. His grip on my ass tightens almost painfully as he lets me lean away only to nip at his bottom lip.

“Butch,” I breathe.

“Right here, Sunshine,” he growls, kissing along my jaw and down my neck.

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