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.”

you want one?” Autumn asks

why Autumn offered her a drink, but Clarissa

“no. I’m sorry,

little longer with this family, and

“of course, just

was speaking

take my eyes off Clarissa, no matter how damn hard I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn to

He was my brother, and after Anya’s death,

have been a little rocky between the two of us. I will always have to live with the fact

didn’t blame me. He knew I had to do

I tell him as I grab one from the fridge and hand it to

“I’m good.” He says.

try again. “You

grabs it from my hand but doesn’t drink

boys talk, we are going to get dressed in

out alive when Clarissa wore

I could find out for good. If she wore something to cover up her lower half, there was a good chance

tells her as she holds

as they drag her to one of

to bring this up, but Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her

one to talk. You weren’t

but I could tell Dante’s words had hit

I was under a spell.” He reminds him. “I didn’t know that until a week ago. So technically, I wasn’t thinking back then. You, on the other hand, know exactly what you’re doing. Willow is going through the same pain that you are. You have something in common with her. Why don’t you try opening up to her? She may need it more

realize it yet. If he had someone to talk to, it might help ease the

Atticus,” Dante growls as he finally opens the

be your real brother if I wasn’t.” He teased

takes his shirt off.

needed that water to cool down my body and remind myself

was just two days.