The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 174

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 10

~DANTE~

I can still f*****g taste her. Smell her. Feel her. Willow was softer than any woman I’d ever had in my life in the past, including her sister.

I was angry, f*****g angry that I had done something so unforgivable, even if it was in my sleep.

How could I have thought that she was Anya? I should have awakened the moment her scent hit my nose. It wouldn’t have taken me long to know that it wasn’t Anya beneath me but Willow.

Damn it.

What the hell was wrong with me? I brought Willow to my room to protect her from the rumors; I did not bring her to bury my d**k inside her.

Why did that thought even cross my mind?

I felt sick to my stomach. I was a sick bastard.

She was Anya’s sister, for crying out loud.

I couldn’t stay here. Not tonight. Not when her scent still surrounded me. I hated to admit it, but the moment I’d tasted her in my mouth, I wanted b****y more.

I must be going insane; that’s the only explanation for this. As a man, my need to have a woman beside me was messing with my head. That would explain my desire for something more.

To hell with that. I rathered spend the rest of my life without a single woman than have strong desires for a woman that wasn’t Anya.

kiss her on

telling how far I would

keys from the desk in front of

going this

what I needed

even waking

need to go for a drive.”

something happen with Willow? We noticed that she isn’t in her

“I asked her

He looked surprised.

she’s sleeping in the same room as you?” He asks

I demand. “She’s my wife,

pockets, “I know that. We all know

another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture

that you’re not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak in the morning. Hopefully, by then, your mood will

he didn’t press

would disapprove of. It’s the place that has kept me sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that

into the garage and

person I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still all over

was she not disgusted that I had kissed her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big

tighten on the steering wheel. Was it,

was her first kiss

and the second they

leave the vehicle and head to the first booth.

Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is it to see

me. “Are there any spots available?” I ask her, ignoring her