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

drink, but Clarissa definitely seemed to have a

“no. I’m sorry,

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

“of course, just look at you, for

grins, “I was

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

attention onto Dante. He was my brother,

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

I also knew that he didn’t blame me. He knew I had to do

him as I grab one from the

“I’m good.” He says.

it.” I try again. “You look

grabs it from my hand but doesn’t drink

boys talk, we are going to get dressed in our

Clarissa wore normal clothes; now, I

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

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

up as they drag

this up, but Willow is your wife, and you haven’t shown her any attention

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

sipped his beer, but I could tell

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

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

Atticus,” Dante growls as he finally opens the beer and

wouldn’t be your real brother

takes his shirt off. “The girls

water to

just two days. Two