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.

married Willow, I promised myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was

me, there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking it was Anya beneath

the desk

you going this hour?” Atticus asks

what I needed

was he even waking at this

go for a drive.”

with Willow? We noticed that she

asked her to move into my

He looked surprised.

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

about that?” I demand. “She’s my wife,

places both hands in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized

another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for someone that

mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak

grateful that he didn’t press on

for the past

garage and started the

think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent

her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big deal. How

on the steering wheel.

jaw clenches. Whether it was her first kiss or not had nothing to do

and the second they saw

head to the first booth. The

surprise this is. You’re not on tonight Dante.” She whispers seductively. “Why are you here? Is it to see

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