Mine to Keep (Southern Wedding #8) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“Dammit,” he snaps and pushes away from his desk, coming toward me.

My heart beats so hard in my chest I’m surprised my white shirt isn’t moving. He comes over to stand in front of me, his blue eyes like ice. “I’m talking about the fact you have a boyfriend and then you are stringing Kevin along.” His voice is tight and low.

“Okay, hold on a second. One, I don’t have a boyfriend,” I deny, and he rolls his eyes at me. “JB is my cousin. You’re so irritating. And two, I’m not stringing anyone along. Not that it’s any of your business,” I say, my own voice tight, “but I’m not dating Kevin, nor do I want to, and for the record.” I take a step toward him, my eyes going into slits. “Your employee handbook is a crock of shit. You can’t tell me who I can and can’t date. It’s violating so many rights it's not even funny. Also, for someone who went to law school, you should know that it won’t hold up in court. You can have something in place and frown upon it, but if all parties are still performing at a certain level, the point is then moot.”

“Don’t fucking lie to me,” he accuses, and I don’t know when I got so in his space, or when he got into my space, but either way, it’s like we are chest to chest.

“There is no reason for me to lie to you.” I put my hands on my hips. “Also, why would I lie to you? For what reason?” I wait for him to answer, and finally, it’s me who snaps and not him. “I’m not playing this game with you anymore,” I tell him. “This hot and cold bullshit is infuriating. I can’t do it anymore.”

“What does that mean?” he asks. Even I don’t know what it means, but I know I deserve better than this job.

“It means you win,” I finally say softly, hoping like fuck I don’t either cry in front of him or he says something, and I kick him in his junk. “I quit.” His eyes go big. “So, what, I’ll be unemployed, I can get another job,” I state, trying to convince myself. “One where my boss actually sees all the hard work I do.” I glare at him. “One where I’m not going to be plotting his murder every hour of every single day.” His eyes stare into mine. “One where he doesn’t drive me to the brink of drinking.” I don’t get to say another word because now he’s so close to me that our chests are definitely touching. I shake my head, needing to get away from him. I turn and walk to the closed door. My hand grips the door handle, and I turn back to say one last thing to him. “One where my boss likes me.” My hand turns the knob. “Maybe even respects me.”

It happens so fast I’m not expecting it. The door slams shut, even before it opens, his hand on top of my hand. I can feel his chest against my back, and I make the mistake of turning around to face him. My chest rises and falls as if I just finished at the gym, my breathing is coming in pants. “I like you more than I should.” His voice is so low that if I wasn’t in front of him, I wouldn’t be able to hear him. “You drive me absolutely fucking crazy.” His head comes closer to mine. “Fucking crazy.” That’s the last thing he says before my breath hitches, and he kisses me. My eyes stay open for a second to make sure I’m actually seeing this and not daydreaming about him.

His tongue slides into my mouth, and my eyes can’t even stay open. His hands grip my hips, pulling me to him, and I feel his hard cock against my stomach, making me moan. His tongue goes deeper into my mouth. My arms wrap around his neck as his tongue goes around and around with mine. Both of our tongues are in a fight to see who will win, and frankly, I think both of us win. I’ve been kissed before, but this kiss, this kiss feels different. I don’t know if it’s because of all the pent-up sexual energy I have. I don’t know if it’s because all I’ve been dreaming about since I started working for him is him kissing me like this.

Except the dreams of him kissing me were nothing, and I mean nothing, compared to this kiss. It’s electric. I feel like my whole body is on fire. Every single cell in my body is being merged. His hands move from my hips to my ass as he presses me deeper against him. “Caine.” I take a second to pant out his name before going back to attack his lips. His tongue quickly invades my mouth. He palms my ass in his hands, my back arching into him. It’s his turn to moan. My greedy mouth swallows it down before he wraps one arm around my waist, lifting me. My legs automatically lock around him, my pussy right on his cock as he pushes me into the door.



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