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 the altar.

hadn’t woken me, there’s no telling how far I would have taken things while thinking it was

the keys from the

this hour?” Atticus asks

what

even waking

to go for

Willow? We noticed that she isn’t in

“I asked her

He looked surprised.

sleeping in the same room as you?” He asks

so weird about that?” I demand. “She’s

his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that

jaw clenches, “is this another one of your lectures, Atticus? Because I could do without a lecture tonight. Save it for

in a good mood. I’ll let you go. We can speak in the

he didn’t

my family would disapprove of. It’s the place that has kept me sane for the past few

the garage and started

drive to the underground ring wasn’t an easy one. Usually, Anya was the only person I could think about. Tonight was different. Since Willow’s scent was still

had kissed her? She should have been angry with me; instead, she

wheel. Was it, not her first

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

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

the first booth. The receptionist smiles brightly when she

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

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