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?”

why Autumn offered her a drink, but Clarissa definitely seemed

“no. I’m sorry,

Clarissa, “a little longer with

smiles, “of course, just look at

was

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 her,

brother, and after Anya’s death,

have to live with the fact that I killed the woman my brother was

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

as I grab one from the fridge and

“I’m good.” He says.

I try again. “You look like you

it from my hand but doesn’t

are going to get dressed in our bikinis,”

it out alive when Clarissa wore normal

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

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

look up as they drag her to one

know this isn’t the best time to bring this up, but Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her any attention since we got here.” Atticus points

glares at him, “you’re one to talk. You

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

is true, 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

If he had someone to talk to,

in my a*s Atticus,” Dante growls as he

wouldn’t be your real brother if I wasn’t.”

he takes his shirt off. “The girls can join us when

that water to cool down my body and remind myself to

just two days. Two