Page 72 of Pretend and Propose


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“She lunged at the apples you brought her.”

“Look at the way she’s glaring at me.” He points accusingly at a calm Zephyr. “She probably hates me because you like me so much.”

“That look is not a glare. It’s her wondering what’s wrong with you that you’re afraid of being attacked by a horse.”

“It’s happened before. Horses are dangerous animals.”

I turn and lift my arms, lacing my fingers together behind his neck. “I’ll protect you from the big, bad horsey.”

He narrows his eyes at my mocking tone. “How do I know you aren’t working with her?”

I laugh, all my earlier concerns forgotten in the warmth of his arms as he pulls me closer. So what if being his fake fiancée means the end of whatever we were playing at? So what if it leaves us only two impossible options: get married or admitto the town we’ve been lying to them? The third option is, of course, breaking up, but if I stay in town, that would mean our friendship would at least have to cool for a while. I can pretend to love Noah, but I don’t think I can pretend to hate him.

“If I’m working with her, what’s my end game? What do Zephyr and I hope to gain by turning on you?”

He smiles down at me. “I did buy a jumbo-sized bag of carrots at the farmer’s market last weekend.”

Zephyr whinnies like she’s laughing with us, and Noah’s eyes widen.

“Does she understand me?”

I can’t resist him another moment. Now that I’ve tasted him, now that I’ve felt him come undone, I need more. I pop onto my tiptoes and pull his head down until our lips meet.

Noah pulls back immediately. “Daisy?”

“Just enjoy the moment. Let’s have as much as we can for as long as we can. We’re pretty much out of other options, anyway.”

His smile is sad. “Are you saying I was right?”

I frown in mock-censure. “I would never lie like that.”

He chuckles and lowers his mouth back to mine.

My hunger for him consumes me, even after everything we did together last night. Maybe it’s the knowledge we have no future or the relief of making it home after spending the night in a cursed house.

Maybe it’s just the chemistry between us I denied for far too long.

Noah grabs my ass and lifts me. I hop up and wrap my legs around his waist. He groans into my mouth and I feel his hardness right at my core. Never have I felt so wild for a man. Never before has a kiss in a practically public place made me want to rip a man’s clothes off and have my way with him right there.

Noah spins me and backs me up against the door of the stall next to Zephyr’s. The support of the wall at my lower back allows him to pull one hand free from my ass, slide it up under my shirt and massage my breast.

“I want you so bad,” he says as he pulls his mouth from mine. Immediately, he’s back on me, kissing my neck.

“I want you too.” I run my fingers through his hair, needing more from him so badly I say something I never thought I’d say to a man I wasn’t married to and, since I’ve planned never to marry, I assumed I’d never say it. “I’m on the pill. I’m clean.”

He lifts his head and looks at me, pupils blown. “I’ve got condoms in my room. We don’t have to do this.”

“If we go to your room, we’ll almost definitely run into at least one of my sisters who’ll want to know what happened to us last night or want to see the ring or want to know if we’ve set a date. I don’t want to think about or deal with any of that before I’ve had you naked and worked out some of my frustration about this situation Gentry’s put us in.”

He kisses the corner of my mouth and rolls his hips so I can feel he’s still rock hard. “And what is the situation she’s put us in?”

I kiss his lips, licking along the seam to get him to open, because I don’t want to talk about this.

He pulls back. “What situation?”

“Noah, can’t this wait until… I don’t know? Never?”

“We need to talk about this, Daisy. And we definitely need to talk about it before we have sex again.”

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