Chapter 61

Jake

“Why didn’t you introduce me to Cindi?”

I turn around with the kayak on my shoulder, surprise flashing in my mind at the venom in my girlfriend’s voice.

I didn’t think Winnie would be bothered by not being introduced. She is the type of girl that speaks up for herself and doesn’t need a man to do it for her. Her extroverted personality is one of the many things I love about her. And when she didn’t say anything to Cindi, I assumed it was because she preferred it that way. After all, Cindi is no one important.

Still, I can’t deny my amusement when I realize Winnie is jealous. She won’t meet my eyes, and there is a pout on her lips. It makes her look adorable, though she might kick my ass if I said that out loud in her current state of mind.

I go for a more careful yet teasing approach. “Are you mad at me for not introducing you to Cindi?”

Winnie doesn’t reply. Instead, she glares at me, and I stifle a laugh. Gosh, she is beautiful even when she is mad at me. Blonde hair pulled in a ponytail, outdoorsy black leggings hugging her body, and freckles all over her cheeks and nose. My chest tightens with yearning.

When we are alone in our tent later, I intend to show her how much of me belongs to her. But first, I must remove that pout from her lips and the visible anger on her face.

“Cindi isn’t an ex of mine,” I say as we approach the river. I remove the kayak from my shoulders and put it down on the ground, eyeing the little menace I call my girlfriend. “We never dated.”

Winnie’s pout only grows, and she crosses her arms over her chest in a display of irritability. “Cindi was and probably is into you. She was peeling off your clothes with her eyes.”

At that, I bark a laugh. “Are you really that bothered?”

it anymore. I forget about the kayak and the stream and walk over to her. Suspicion fills her eyes. She looks at me but doesn’t seem

daggers into

around her and rub my one-day-of-not-shaving scruff against her cheek.

“What are you doing?”

believe I will leave her for another, so I’m

“More like annoying…”

stump, spreading my thighs apart with Winnie perched on one of my legs. My hand is on her side, and I kiss her neck, breathing her in. She smells like my cologne,

lets out a little whimper, but there is still fire in her eyes when she opens

I doing?” I can’t fight the smile fleeting over my lips.

and sexy voice, but it’s not working! You

be trying to push away a mountain, but I play along with a grin, pretending her strength suffices

you tell me how to make it

still sitting on my lap. I would be lying if I claimed that isn’t getting to me. My cock is already hardening, and my hands are itching to just lift her up and remove her pants. I could easily

attempted that stunt.

is something you

and I arch an eyebrow. “And what is

me a glare, and I make a mental to lay low on the nicknames. Winnie clearly didn’t appreciate being called a princess. Still, it’s hard not to give her nicknames

front of those people we are eating lunch with. Show this Cindi person that you belong to me, and I

Wait.

hear that

Winnie actually getting territorial with me?

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