Page 109 of Wild Card

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Page 109 of Wild Card

“She doesn’t even know me!”

“She knows. Same with Jay and Jewls. Three of the best women in this world, but also relentless. They are dying to bring you into their fold.”

“But why?”

“Because what’s happening between us is real, and they know that. Everyone knows that. You seem to be the slow one.”

“I’m not slow and this is very new.”

“New or too fast? Do you need them to back off?”

The color drains from her face. “I-I-I, no, I don’t need them to back off.”

“If they’re pushing too hard, I can handle it.”

“You don’t need to handle it.”

“Anytime you feel overwhelmed, let me know.”

“They invited my family tonight to make me comfortable.” Realization dawns on her.

“They did.”

“Please don’t let me screw this up,” she whispers so low I almost miss it.

“Not going anywhere.”

“This is what I was afraid of. You’re amazing and I’m?—”

“Fucking perfect.”

“My relationship experience is limited. You know what happened.”

Pain pierces my chest at the vulnerability in her expression. “Never done this before, Willow. Had a few girls in high school, but the Marines held my attention for over a decade. Never met anyone who interested me until you.”

A familiar heat builds in her gaze as she squeezes my biceps. “Have you ever broken any rules?”

“All the time.”

“Like taking me home and letting me show you how much this means to me?”

My cock lurches against my shorts and I groan, dropping my head to hers.

“I hate my brother right now.”

“He is looking out for your health.”

“Sex is good for my health. Especially sex with you.”

“Jesus, babe.” I thrust my hips into hers.

“See, you need sex, too. We’re both miserable. Maybe we can?—”

“Stop talking, Willow.”

She giggles, her chest vibrating against mine and sending most of my blood to my dick. “Stop moving altogether.”

Her laughter grows and she presses her lips to my jaw. “This is fun.”


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