Page 63 of Her Forbidden Flesh


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“Dance with me.”

I accept the offered hand and let him lead me back onto the floor. He draws me into his arms. Too close. We are leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that we’re together and my will to care fades when I tilt my head back and find myself the center of his whole focus.

“Every man here is hoping I will drop dead so they can have you,” he murmurs quietly. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Addie.”

My cheeks warm. “Thank you, and none of them stand a chance.”

He hums quietly and brushes a palm lightly down my spine. “I am the luckiest man alive.”

I reach up and adjust the row of buttons LuAnn contaminated with her grubby hands. “Did you hit Michael?”

His expression never falters. He continues to watch me as if I personally hung the moon.

“Yes.”

If I could muster a reaction, it’s hindered by LuAnn and a portly middle-aged man sweeping past us. The bitch gives Rhys a four-finger wiggle that fills me with the urge to punch her in the grinning mouth.

Instead, I deliberately turn my frown back to Rhys. “I don’t think you realize how close you came to getting your leg peed on,” I grumble.

Rhys raises both eyebrows. “Baby, I’ll try anything with you, but that might be my hard limit.”

I burst out laughing. “It’s absolutely my hard no, but I did learn something about myself while you were over here, getting pawed at by all those women.” He wisely makes no comment, but I catch the tongue he rolls over his teeth in amusement. I reach up and gently touch the side of his face, brushing my thumb over his bottom lip. “I learned I don’t like other people touching what’s mine, Rhys.”

Hard, greedy edges darken his eyes as he pulls me flush against him, against his hard front. His head lowers until his nose bumps mine.

“Agreed,” he says with a possessive growl.

My hand slides across the warm skin at the back of his neck. “Good.”

He hums and lowers his eyes to my lips. “Kiss on it, Addie.”

I do. Happily. I might not be able to pee on him, but I claim him. I make sure every bitch watching knows he’s fucking mine.

I drew back to peer into his face. Into the satisfied smirk tilting his mouth like he’s the one who won something.

“What are you so happy about?” I tease.

The heavy hand wedged against the small of my spine travels up to cup the back of my head, holding me in place when he pulls his teeth back in an arrogant smirk.

“You may have been ready to pee on me, but I was ready to fuck you against the porch rails to get all the fuckers here to stop staring at you.”

Despite the heady thrill coursing through me, I laugh. “We’re definitely a pair.”

Rhys brushes his quiet hum against my lips. “When can we leave, Addie? We have a game I need to finish with you.”

At the mention of game, my head jerks back. I blink up at him with a grimace. “About that...” I nibble on my bottom lip and touch the center of his chest. “We’re being evicted to the guesthouse as of tonight.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

RHYS

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ONE YEAR LATER...

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She smells like honeysuckles and me.

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