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.

I promised myself never to touch her. I didn’t even kiss her on the altar. It was all about fulfilling Anya’s dying wishes,

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

keys from the desk in

you going this hour?”

what I

even

for

with Willow? We noticed that

throat, “I asked her

He looked surprised.

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

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

in his pockets, “I know that. We all know that. However, I just never realized that you knew it as

Because I could do without a lecture

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

didn’t press

was going to the one place my family would disapprove of. It’s the place that has kept me sane for the past few weeks. And it was the one place that stopped me from thinking about Anya. It was

walked into the garage

think about.

been angry with me; instead, she said it wasn’t a big deal.

the steering wheel. Was it, not her

kiss or

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

vehicle and head to the first

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

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