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.”

want one?”

her a drink,

shook her head, “no. I’m sorry, I don’t

“a little longer with this family, and that will all

course, just look at you,

was speaking from

no matter how damn hard I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn to her, but I

brother, and after Anya’s death,

between the two of us. I will always have to live with the fact that I killed the woman my brother was in

knew Dante was angry, but I also knew that he didn’t blame me. He knew

tell him as I grab one

“I’m good.” He says.

I try again. “You look like you

from my hand but doesn’t drink from

to get dressed in our bikinis,” Autumn

when Clarissa wore normal clothes; now, I was

she removed her tattoo of my name. Today I could find out

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

up as they drag her to one of

up, but Willow is your wife, and you

to talk. You weren’t that different

I could

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

growls as

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

as he takes his shirt off. “The

was a good idea. I needed that water to cool

two