Page 86 of Wildest Love


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“I always thought your favorite was strawberry,” I smirk, leaning against the door frame as I study her. Her pretty green dress hugs her figure, her ankles crossed at the bottom of her long legs, the skirt of her dress sitting a little higher so I can just peek the top of her golden thighs. Her dirty blonde hair is styled in pretty curls but they look a little messy and messy curled Aspen is my favorite.

“Strawberry is my favorite, but I’m having to settle for blueberry.” She rolls her eyes as if the pie choice is not acceptable.

“The audacity,” I tsk then let out a gentle laugh.

“Want some?” she holds a forkful of blueberry pie out for me but I politely decline.

“Shame, more for me,” her voice is sultry as she stares at me, her eyes lustful as she slowly parts her lips and teasingly feeds the tip of the fork past her lips and into her mouth, her eyes closing in a sensual way as she moans around her mouthful and suddenly I am hot, bothered and fucking hard.

“You’re teasing me.”

“What if I am? What are you going to do about it from all the way over thereRiggs? I remember when you laid me down on this countertop and feasted on me like I was your favorite meal in the whole… wide… world,” her words come out slow as she teasingly presses up and twists, leaning against the worktop, her fingers curling round the edge as she pulls herself up and sits there looking all fucking pretty.

“Aspen,” I rasp, but my tone has warning. I can’t do this, not here. Not whilst they’re all upstairs.

“Riggs,” she challenges, her delicate fingers tracing over her bare thighs and hitching up the skirt of her dress a little higher, her legs parting for me.

“Aspen,” I can just about manage as my eyes fall between her pretty little thighs.

Running my hand down the side of my hair, my legs begin to move as I slowly walk towards her, and within two steps I am in front of her. Her beautiful hair framing her face, her full lips parted as her hazel eyes dart back and forth between my eyes and lips. My fingertips brush over her exposed skin and I hear her breath hitch, catching at the back of her throat.

She parts her legs a little more and I bury my body between them, both my hands clasping on her thighs, digging my fingers in. I am obsessed with everything about Aspen. Her chin lifts, her head tipping back slightly as I edge my lips closer to hers, and just as they brush, my phone screeches from my pocket.

“Ignore it,” she pants and as much I want to, I can’t.

I drop my head and shake it softly, stepping back away from her on an inhale as I fish for my phone. Tripp.

“Yeah?”

“We’ve got a plan,” he says into the earpiece.

“Okay, I’m on my way.”

I cut him off and let my eyes land on her.

She is still sitting on the work surface, her eyes a little glassy and her legs pressed closed.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper and with that, I turn and walk out of the kitchen, down the hallway and out the front door, and I don’t once look back.

* * *

After returning homeand listening to what my brothers had to say, I kept pretty quiet. They hashed out all the details and I trusted their plan entirely.

Heaviness weighs me down as the guilt creeps further and further through me. The way I just left her there, I didn’t have to leave at all, but I felt I needed to. Blue’s words echo in my head any moment I am alone.

“She deserves the world Riggs.”

Fuck, don’t I know it.

I wanted to give her it all.

All my love, all my time. The moon, the stars and the galaxies in-between.

But people forget that she hurt me too. The difference was I kept silent. I kept silent for her and for Pacey. I did what was asked of me.

I didn’t take her to prom.

I hurt her.

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