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?”

can’t take 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

into mine.” Put. Me.

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

“What are you doing?”

to believe I will leave her for another, so I’m showing her that she is wrong. I’m being affectionate.”

“More like annoying…”

my legs. My hand is on her side, and I kiss her neck, breathing her in. She smells like my

eyes when she opens them to glare

the smile fleeting over my lips. I’ve never seen her like this, and it amuses me.

not working! You didn’t introduce

She might as well be trying to push away

being mad at me, but I suggest you tell me how to make it up to you. It will be an awkward vacation if you keep being

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 hold her above my head

that stunt.

you could do…”

piques my interest, and I arch an eyebrow. “And what is that? What

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 when she is

want you to claim me in front of those people we are

Wait.

I hear

Winnie actually getting territorial with me?

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