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  1. Cover
  2. Full Page Image
  3. Bishop Brothers World suggested reading order
  4. Bishop Family Tree
  5. Quote
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  29. EPILOGUE
  30. BONUS EPILOGUE
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He lowers his eyes with a nod, and the guilt creeps in. A part of me wants to jump him and give in to what my body’s feeling, while the other wants to have an emotional breakdown.

“Can you give me some time to think about all of this? I need to have a clear mind before deciding anything, and right now, I’m dealing with a massive headache.”

“Yeah, of course. I’ve sprung a lot on you. I didn’t mean to, but I couldn’t keep it in any longer.”

“Thank you.”

Kane leans down and presses his lips to my cheek. “I’ll wait for you, Hadleigh, if time is what you need. But if you don’t have feelings for me, tell me before it’s too late.”

Before I can say anything, he heads toward the door, then walks out—leaving me hot and flustered.

CHAPTER THREE

KNOX

During the entire drive back to the ranch, I can’t get Hadleigh out of my head. I have an entire hour to replay everything that happened last night, and I’m tempted to call in sick and go back to her house.

The chemistry we share is undeniable, but I never did anything about it until she made a move. When I get home, I stumble out of the truck and go straight to the shower. Right now, I need the smell of her skin off me, so I can try to get my mind straight. No woman has ever gotten under my skin like she has, and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it. The way she says my name, looks into my eyes, and touches my body sets me on fire.

Once I’m under the hot stream, I grab my cock and roughly stroke it. My eyes roll in the back of my head as I imagine Hadleigh on her knees, taking me into her warm mouth. As I increase my pace, guttural groans release from the back of my throat. I wish I could wrap her curly strawberry-blond hair around my fist and tug, forcing her to look into my eyes before she swallows me down. The fantasy becomes too much, and before I can brace myself, the orgasm rips through me. I slam my palm against the wall, trying to steady myself. The water flows down my body, and I suck in air as I try to gain control.

“Fuck,” I hiss, then grab a bar of soap and quickly bathe. I never get worked up over a woman. Hadleigh’s the first, and she might be the death of me.