The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 135

~DAMON~

f**k it. f**k it all. I wanted her. I wanted her so much.

“Your scent is so addictive,” I growl. “Whenever you’re not close to me, I feel like something is missing. And now I know what it is. Your f*****g smell. I want it on me; I wish I had perfume with it, and still, that wouldn’t be enough.”

I watched as her cheeks turned to a beautiful flushed pink.

She gasped when I leaned into her neck and inhaled deeply.

I wanted to say more to her, but the sound of Atticus’s jeep nearing us was all I needed to push away from her. I took her bag from the jeep and strode into the beach house.

“Took you guys long enough,” Griffin yells from the corner of the kitchen.

“Already looking for food, typical,” I shout back.

He chuckles and walks out with a beer in his hand. “Want one?”

No. I wanted the woman whose scent was still lingering in my nose.

I still grab it from him. Maybe drinking would be able to help me with my need for Clarissa.

I pitch the cover onto the counter before gulping it down.

“Wow, someone’s a little thirsty,” Atticus says as he joins us with Autumn.

“Have one,” Griffin tells him. “We have enough for everyone.”

do you want one?”

Autumn offered her a drink, but Clarissa

her head, “no. I’m sorry, I don’t

and leans into Clarissa, “a little longer with this

just

grins, “I was speaking from

damn hard I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place

was my brother, and after Anya’s death, he needed us more than

rocky between the two of us. I will always have to live with the

didn’t blame me. He knew I had to do it.

him as I grab one from the fridge and

“I’m good.” He says.

I try again. “You

my hand but doesn’t drink

are going to

froze. Bikinis? I could barely make it out alive when Clarissa wore normal clothes; now, I was about

was a possibility that she removed her tattoo of my name. Today I could find out for good. If she wore something to cover up her lower half, there was a good chance

Willow,” Autumn tells her as she holds her hand. “We

even look up as they drag her

bring this up, but Willow is your

one to talk. You weren’t

beer, but I could tell Dante’s words had hit a

hand, know exactly what

even if he didn’t realize it yet. If he had someone to talk to,

in my a*s Atticus,” Dante growls

be your real brother if

head down to the beach,” Griffin says as he takes his shirt off. “The girls

I needed that water to cool down my body and remind

just two days.