Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
When I finally stopped shaking, I opened my eyes to see Beck staring at me. I swore if he even looked the tiniest bit regretful, I was going to kick him in the balls.
But he smiled, and my stomach flipped. God, how I wanted him to smile at me like that every single day.
“What the hell do you do to me, Avery?”
I swallowed and played with his hair at the back of his neck as he kept me pressed against the car door.
“I keep telling myself I need to stay away from you, to leave you alone, but I can’t. Last night, I dreamed about you. I think about you all day, and I want to sink myself into your body when I think about you at night.”
“Beck,” I whispered as I lowered my mouth to his. The kiss was sweet and gentle, nothing like it had been moments ago.
He slowly stepped away and let my body slide down his. He rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. “Avery, I don’t know if this is right or wrong.”
I placed my hands on his chest and felt his heart pounding under my touch. “What does it feel like here?” I asked, as I tapped over his heart.
Drawing his head back, he met my gaze. “Right. It feels so fucking right.”
“It does for me too.”
“But I’m so much older than you and—”
Putting my finger to his lips, I asked, “The first time you saw me, what did you think?”
He looked confused for a moment before he answered me. “I thought you were the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. I might have even thought about what it would be like to hook up with you for a night.”
I jerked back and grinned at him. “You man whore!”
Laughing, he cupped my face in his hands. “I’ve never been so confused about someone like this in my entire life.”
“Is it just the age difference?”
He closed his eyes and shook his head. “I don’t want to let anyone down.”
“And by anyone, you mean my father and your family.”
He sighed. “What will they all think?”
“I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t care.”
Turning, he pushed his hands through his hair. “Avery, I’m not staying here. I’ll be leaving to go back to Texas. Then what? Do you really want to date a guy who lives thousands of miles away from you?”
I laughed. “Beck, you’re making all of these plans for the future. Why can’t you just live in the now? Let’s just see where this goes. If you don’t want to tell anyone, we don’t have to.”
“Sneak around?” he said. “You want to lie to everyone?”
I shrugged. “Who says we have to lie? We simply don’t have to tell anyone.”
He shook his head. “I can’t do that.”
“But you can push me up against my mother’s car in a public parking lot and play with my breasts while you make me come? Fully clothed, I might add.”
“Fuck,” he said as he reached down and adjusted himself.
Chewing on my lower lip, I walked up to him and placed my hand over his still-hard erection. “Do you want me to help you with that?”
“Avery,” he warned, his voice thick with desire. “We shouldn’t have done what we already did.”
“It’s a shame you don’t want to use that hotel room you have,” I said, as I walked to the car and opened the driver’s door. Slipping into the seat, I looked back at Beck. “I’m not asking you to marry me, Beck. We want each other, and we’re both adults. I don’t see anything wrong with giving in to our desires.”
His hand went through those gorgeous locks again, but when he looked at me, he smiled, and my breath was pulled right out of my lungs.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Avery.”
I winked and said, “Good night, Beck.”
He walked up to the car, and I turned it on as he shut the door. I rolled the window down, and he leaned in and kissed me. “Goodnight, Minx.”
Chapter Thirteen
BECK
Earlier the same day…
Brock had come early Saturday morning while I was eating breakfast with Stella and Ty and asked if I was ready to see the ranch. Apparently, he was too eager to wait until that afternoon.
“You couldn’t even let the boy have a decent breakfast?” Stella asked, while Brock leaned down and kissed her.
“Good morning, Mom. There’s a lot to see, and he’s not going to be here for long.”
The feeling of guilt pierced my chest as Stella’s smile faded ever so slightly.
“At least a couple weeks,” I stated, hoping that would bring the smile back. It worked, because Stella looked at me and beamed with happiness.
“What are you boys going to do?” Ty asked.
“Tanner is saddling up a few horses.”
“Horses?” I said, the same time Stella did. “You do remember I’m from Texas, right?” I asked.