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.

her. I didn’t even kiss her on

If she hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far

from the desk in

you going this

what I needed

he even waking at this

need to go for a drive.”

“Did something happen with Willow? We

my throat, “I asked her to

He looked surprised.

she’s sleeping in the same room

about that?” I demand. “She’s

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

Because I could do without a lecture tonight.

that you’re not in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak in the morning.

that he didn’t press on

the

into the garage and started the

could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still all over my body, she was on my

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

wheel. Was it, not her first

clenches. Whether it was her first kiss or not

ring, and the

the vehicle and head to the first booth. The receptionist

pleasant surprise this is. You’re not on tonight Dante.” She whispers

front of me. “Are there any spots available?”