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?”

offered her a drink, but Clarissa definitely seemed

shook her head, “no. I’m sorry,

smiles and leans into Clarissa, “a little longer with this family, and that will all

smiles, “of course, just look at you, for

was

I try. I knew this wasn’t the best place to be so f*****g drawn to her, but

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

us. I will always have to live with

me. He knew I had

him as I grab one from the fridge and hand it

“I’m good.” He says.

it.” I try again. “You look like

my hand but doesn’t drink from

you boys talk, we are going to get dressed in

it out alive when Clarissa wore normal clothes; now,

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

she holds her

they drag her

to bring this up, but Willow is your wife,

him, “you’re one to talk. You weren’t that

beer, but I could tell Dante’s words had

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

If he had someone to talk to, it might help

f*****g pain in my a*s Atticus,” Dante growls as he finally opens

real brother if I wasn’t.”

head down to the beach,” Griffin says as he takes

a good idea. I needed that water to

just two