Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“You’re not crazy.” I shut my eyes for a second and took a breath. “I want you so bad.”
“Fuck.” He ran a hand over his face and let out a laugh before pinning me with his stare. “Let’s go home.”
I tried to ignore the way I felt when he said home, as if it was ours. I tried to ignore how much I loved that idea. I felt myself nod. I wasn’t sure if he was aware of it, but no matter what he asked of me in this moment, the answer would be yes.
16
DOMINIC
It took us ten minutes to find Yaritza and say our goodbyes. I’d met her once before, and that time, she looked at me like she wanted to climb me and fuck me in the middle of the office. Tonight, the lust in her eyes had been replaced with a clear warning not to hurt her friend. When we turned to walk away, she grabbed my arm to stop me.
“Do not mess with her emotions. She’s been through a lot.”
I gave a nod and kept walking, wondering if she knew how long Rosie and I went back. I wondered if she knew about my brother and what she thought of him. Rosie had obviously talked to her about me. When I got to the bar, Yari had asked her if I was her guy and I saw the answer clear as day in Rosie’s eyes. I was the one she’d been talking about. She’d called me her guy. If everything else hadn’t already put me over the edge, that would have, because fuck, I really wanted to be her guy. Outside, I found Rosie pacing up and down the small area of the sidewalk in front of the bar. Behind her, Marco and Nico stood by the SUVs, waiting. She stopped pacing when she saw me, and I knew what was coming before she even said it.
“We’re taking separate cars,” she announced.
I shrugged, trying to look unbothered by this decision, and walked over to the one I’d arrived in. I didn’t like the idea of separate cars at all. We were three blocks from my house. Three blocks by car at this time would take maybe four minutes. Four minutes apart was more than enough time for her to regret accepting my proposal and take it all back. It was enough time for me to think things over and back away from it, but I wouldn’t. My mind was made up. Was it an asshole move? Maybe. Did I give a shit? That would be a resounding no. If Gabriel was serious about me not fucking his girlfriend, he shouldn’t have set his eyes on the one woman he knew would make me break that promise. The idiot practically served her to me on a silver platter.
By the time we pulled up and parked, my anticipation had reached an all-time high. After Nico cut the engine and got out, I stayed in the car a moment longer, clearing my head. When my brother came back, I’d come clean but I wouldn’t apologize. If Rosie wanted to apologize, so be it. I thought about my mother. My favorite person in the entire universe, who’d been ripped from our lives prematurely, unfairly. What would she say about this? She’d probably slap me in the back of the head and berate me for it. She used to go on and on about how it was me and Gabe against the world and if a woman ever came between us, we needed to cut her loose because even if she had a golden vagina, it wouldn’t be worth losing a brother. Her exact words. People said time healed all wounds, but it seemed like I missed her more with each passing day, month, year. I pushed thoughts of my mother aside and went back to the basics. Rosie was mine first. With that thought, I got out of the car and went inside the house.
She wasn’t in the kitchen or living room like I expected her to be. I found her upstairs in the Jack-and-Jill bathroom, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her brown eyes cut to me when I entered the room. I leaned against the door frame, crossing my arms and keeping space between us.
“This can’t happen,” she whispered.
I didn’t say anything, didn’t let my thoughts on the matter show on my face. I just stood there. I’d been expecting her to say that. If it weren’t for the way she was looking at me, like she wanted me to convince her otherwise, chest rising and falling with quick breaths, mouth parting as she looked at my lips, I wouldn’t have pushed off the door frame and walked over to her. The fact was that whether she wanted to or not, Roselyn Vega wanted me as much as I wanted her. I walked up and stood behind her, setting my hands on the counter on either side of where hers were planted, and leaned to breathe her in. I watched her reflection, heard when she gasped, felt the way her back arched and her perfect round ass hit my cock.