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?”

looks at me but doesn’t seem to know what I’m up to. I give her a cocky grin, then I pick her up, ignoring her little gasp.

daggers into mine.” Put.

tighter around her and rub my one-day-of-not-shaving

“What are you

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

“More like annoying…”

apart with Winnie perched on one of my legs. My hand is on her side, and I kiss her neck, breathing her in. She

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

over my lips. I’ve never seen her like

with your charm, muscles, and sexy voice, but it’s not working! You

push away a mountain, but

I won’t be kissing you, and you can keep being mad at me, but I suggest you tell me how to make it up to

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 while eating her out, but Winnie is mad at me-she would most likely

that

is something you

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

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

you to claim me in front of those people we are eating lunch with. Show this Cindi person that you

Wait.

I hear

actually getting territorial with me?

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