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 the altar. It

broken that promise. If she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking

the keys from the desk

going this hour?” Atticus

what

he even waking at this

need to go for a

asks. “Did something happen with Willow? We

asked her to move

He looked surprised.

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

that?” I demand.

quirks a brow at me and places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you knew it

Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for someone that

you go. We

grateful that he didn’t press on this

for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that stopped me from thinking about Anya. It

into the garage and

the only person I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was

I had kissed her? She should have been angry with

tighten on the steering wheel. Was it, not

first kiss or not had nothing

the gates for the underground ring, and the second they saw my jeep, they let

to the first

on tonight Dante.” She whispers

the bottle cap in front of me. “Are there any spots available?” I