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Authors: Penelope Ward
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy, Inspirational, passion, <div><p>From the author of the #1 bestselling romance, Jake Undone, comes a friends-to-lovers story of longing, betrayal and redemption…with a twist that will rip your heart out.</p><p>Skylar was my best friend, but I secretly pined for her. One thing after another kept us apart, and I’ve spent the last decade in fear of losing her forever. </p><p>First, it was the cancer, but she survived only to face the unthinkable at my hands. Because of me, she left town. For years, I thought I’d never see her again. </p><p>But now she’s back…and living with him. </p><p>I don’t deserve her after everything I’ve put her through, but I can’t live without her. This is my last chance because she’s about to make the biggest mistake of her life. I can see it her eyes: she doesn’t love him. She still loves me...which is why I have to stop her before it’s too late.</p></div>
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my index finger. “Look. If you don’t cut that out, I don’t bring the girl back here to
see you. No more girl! You hear me? I’m tired. NO MORE GIRL.”
Seamus flapped his wings and tilted his head like he understood. He flew around the cage in a
flustered panic, and when I covered him again with the breathable blanket, by some miracle…the
barking stopped.
Coincidence? I think not. Seamus and I apparently had something in common.
***
I had picked up more hours at the coffee shop the following week to help pay for Seamus, and
that also meant less time with Skylar, which was probably a good thing.
Thursday was my day off, so she and Davey were supposed to come over and do homework
around four.
About an hour earlier, my phone rang. It was Skylar. I picked up. “Hey, you.”
“I’m out front. I don’t think your doorbell is working. It’s pouring rain, and I lost my house key.
Can I come in?”
“Uh…yeah. Sure. I’ll be right down.”
This would be the first time we were totally alone in my house since before the carnival, but
what was I supposed to do?
When I opened the door, her hair was sopping wet and so were her clothes. That fucking
Catholic school uniform was already a tease, but now, it was stuck to her body. It was the hottest
thing I had ever seen.
Inhaling her scent as she brushed past me was like taking a hit of a drug. “Thank goodness
you were home.”
“Yeah. Thank goodness,” I muttered under my breath, watching her go up the stairs to my
room. I panicked. “Where are you going?”
“I wanna see Seamus.”
Fuck.
“Oh. Yeah.”
The bird was flitting around like crazy when she walked into the room. He was practically dead
from the neck down and the ass up when it was just the two of us.
“Seamus! Mama’s here!” Skylar said.
Some water dripped off of her hair down the back of her white dress shirt. I could see the back
of her bra through the wet material, and as she bent to take Seamus out of the cage, my eyes
trailed down to the sight of her skirt riding up her legs and those fucking knee socks.
As much as I tried to control it, my mind went there, to that place I tried so hard to stay away
from. All I could think about was what it would feel like to be sandwiched between those legs, and
I felt myself getting hard. This was not good.
It got worse when she turned around with the bird perched on her finger. Her nipples were
completely visible through the thin, wet fabric of her shirt. Water continued to drip down off of
her hair onto her chest. My lips tingled as I imagined what it would be like to lick the water right off of her. My body tensed as she approached and sat next to me on the bed.
“You’ve been a bad boy.”
My pulse quickened. “Huh?”
“Seamus. He’s been bad. Your mom told me about the barking.”
Phew. I thought she had been reading my mind.
“Oh! Yeah. Well, we kind of came to an understanding with that…he and I. It’s all good now.
He doesn’t do it as much.”
“That’s good.” She kissed his beak.
“Holy Toledo!”
He was in his glory, hamming it up for her. I was onto him now.
She was sitting so close to me that I could smell the rain on her body mixed with her perfume.
The urge to kiss her was overwhelming, and I wished I could erase the memory of what it actually
felt like.
“I’m sorry. I’m getting you all wet, aren’t I?”
My breathing was erratic now. “What?”
“I should probably get out of these clothes.”
Fuck. What? No.
My dick heard that loud and clear.
“Do you have something I could change into?”
I do. I just can’t stand up right now, or you’re gonna see how much I want you.
“Yeah. Um…go into my closet and pick whatever you want.”
“Thanks.”
She returned Seamus to his cage before walking over and taking a long, white t-shirt off a
hanger.
Continuing to be paralyzed by my erection, I stayed on the bed and pointed to my chest of
drawers. “There are some
see you. No more girl! You hear me? I’m tired. NO MORE GIRL.”
Seamus flapped his wings and tilted his head like he understood. He flew around the cage in a
flustered panic, and when I covered him again with the breathable blanket, by some miracle…the
barking stopped.
Coincidence? I think not. Seamus and I apparently had something in common.
***
I had picked up more hours at the coffee shop the following week to help pay for Seamus, and
that also meant less time with Skylar, which was probably a good thing.
Thursday was my day off, so she and Davey were supposed to come over and do homework
around four.
About an hour earlier, my phone rang. It was Skylar. I picked up. “Hey, you.”
“I’m out front. I don’t think your doorbell is working. It’s pouring rain, and I lost my house key.
Can I come in?”
“Uh…yeah. Sure. I’ll be right down.”
This would be the first time we were totally alone in my house since before the carnival, but
what was I supposed to do?
When I opened the door, her hair was sopping wet and so were her clothes. That fucking
Catholic school uniform was already a tease, but now, it was stuck to her body. It was the hottest
thing I had ever seen.
Inhaling her scent as she brushed past me was like taking a hit of a drug. “Thank goodness
you were home.”
“Yeah. Thank goodness,” I muttered under my breath, watching her go up the stairs to my
room. I panicked. “Where are you going?”
“I wanna see Seamus.”
Fuck.
“Oh. Yeah.”
The bird was flitting around like crazy when she walked into the room. He was practically dead
from the neck down and the ass up when it was just the two of us.
“Seamus! Mama’s here!” Skylar said.
Some water dripped off of her hair down the back of her white dress shirt. I could see the back
of her bra through the wet material, and as she bent to take Seamus out of the cage, my eyes
trailed down to the sight of her skirt riding up her legs and those fucking knee socks.
As much as I tried to control it, my mind went there, to that place I tried so hard to stay away
from. All I could think about was what it would feel like to be sandwiched between those legs, and
I felt myself getting hard. This was not good.
It got worse when she turned around with the bird perched on her finger. Her nipples were
completely visible through the thin, wet fabric of her shirt. Water continued to drip down off of
her hair onto her chest. My lips tingled as I imagined what it would be like to lick the water right off of her. My body tensed as she approached and sat next to me on the bed.
“You’ve been a bad boy.”
My pulse quickened. “Huh?”
“Seamus. He’s been bad. Your mom told me about the barking.”
Phew. I thought she had been reading my mind.
“Oh! Yeah. Well, we kind of came to an understanding with that…he and I. It’s all good now.
He doesn’t do it as much.”
“That’s good.” She kissed his beak.
“Holy Toledo!”
He was in his glory, hamming it up for her. I was onto him now.
She was sitting so close to me that I could smell the rain on her body mixed with her perfume.
The urge to kiss her was overwhelming, and I wished I could erase the memory of what it actually
felt like.
“I’m sorry. I’m getting you all wet, aren’t I?”
My breathing was erratic now. “What?”
“I should probably get out of these clothes.”
Fuck. What? No.
My dick heard that loud and clear.
“Do you have something I could change into?”
I do. I just can’t stand up right now, or you’re gonna see how much I want you.
“Yeah. Um…go into my closet and pick whatever you want.”
“Thanks.”
She returned Seamus to his cage before walking over and taking a long, white t-shirt off a
hanger.
Continuing to be paralyzed by my erection, I stayed on the bed and pointed to my chest of
drawers. “There are some
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