Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
“I’m a fool.”
She nods. “You are.”
I smile, loving the fact that she doesn’t mind calling me out on my shit. “I am a fool, and I know I am. I should be enjoying every second I have with you. I fucked up, Maddie.” I nuzzle her neck. “Do you forgive me for being an ass?”
She hesitates but finally says what I want to hear. “Yes, I’ll forgive you.”
“Are you going to let me make it up to you?”
I lay her down onto the bed and then stand up and start to undress. She raises up on her elbows to watch me. “Are you sure you want to?”
I know what she’s saying without her actually saying it. “I told you that doesn’t bother me. I just want to be inside you, Maddie. That’s all I care about.”
She looks up at me hesitantly, and I continue. “If it makes you uncomfortable, then we can just lie here. I don’t care.”
She sits up. “You know, I read somewhere that having sex when it’s that time of the month actually helps with cramps.”
I sit down on the bed beside her. “Are you having cramps? Why didn’t you tell me? I can get you something for the pain… or maybe a heating pad… does that help?”
She pulls me over top of her. “You help. Just being with you helps.” She looks unsure and hesitant. “But I don’t think I can… you know.”
I touch my hand to her cheek. “It’s okay. Just having you with me is enough.”
She blinks at me in surprise. “You know what I’d like?”
I suck in a breath. “What?”
She bites her lower lip, and I smooth it with my thumb. “Say it. You can say anything to me.”
“I like to feel you against me… without a shirt on. Can we sleep like that?”
I nod even though I know it’s going to be hell to feel her curvy body against mine and know I can’t have her, but I’m finding that Madelyn can ask me for anything and I’ll give it to her.
“I’d like that, Maddie.”
We lean into each other and kiss. When my tongue slides against hers, she moans, and I take full advantage by deepening the kiss. When I pull back, I tug at the hem of her shirt. “You have too many clothes on.”
She sits up and helps me remove her shirt and then reaches for me. “You have too many clothes on too.”
I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. As soon as my skin is bared to her, she’s touching me. “You feel so good, Asher.”
I reach for her, baring her breasts to me. “You do too, baby.”
She leans against me, pressing her breasts to my chest. I fit our bodies together, sliding my knee between her legs. She moans, and I swallow it with a kiss. I would love to have her pussy bare, but I’m not willing to make her uncomfortable to do it.
“Can you hold me, Asher?”
I wrap my arms around her and hold her so she knows she can’t escape me. “Try and stop me, honey.”
And even though I want her, I’m finding that just having her in my arms is perfect too. Everything about Madelyn Weston is perfect.
CHAPTER 19
MADILYN
I’ve missed a few phone calls from Delilah, and I know if I don’t get in touch with her soon, she’s going to send out a search party. I sit down on the steps on the back porch and look out at the orchard. I haven’t told her about Asher yet, and the truth is, I need to talk to someone.
I take a deep breath and let it out. Okay I can’t keep putting this off. I send a text to Delilah.
“Can you talk?”
The phone rings almost immediately. When I answer hello, her response is, “You know I always have time for you. What’s up? How’s the job going? Enjoying the dirt?”
“Har har,” I reply. “The job is good.”
“I knew you would be a good fit.”
I don’t tell her about how Asher practically kicked me off his land the first day. Geez, that feels like ages ago. “So, uh, I need to tell you something, but I don’t want you to freak out.”
She starts to “ooooh” into the phone. “This sounds good.” After a brief pause, her tone changes. “Wait. Or is this something bad? So help me Madelyn Weston if you tell me you’re already leaving town, I am going to freak out.”
I’m quick to tell her, “No, I’m not leaving town. And it’s good…”
Impatiently, she asks, “What is it then?”
I hold my breath and let it out in a rush. “I slept with Asher. Well, actually, I’m sleeping with Asher.”
“What?” she exclaims. She’s quiet for all of five seconds, and then she starts rambling. “Girl, you landed a Wild brother? You did something all the single women—heck and most of the married women of Peach Springs have been trying to do for years.”