Chapters (27)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Epilogue
- With Me In Seattle Character Glossary
- About the Author
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“The girls are going to be pissed that we didn’t bring them,” Caleb adds, but then shrugs. “They thought we were just having a boring guys’ night.”
“We’ll bring them back in a couple of days,” Will says, unconcerned. “I’ve always wanted to swing in here and see what it’s like. It’s damn awesome, Keegan.”
“That it is. Let me pour you each a pint.”
“I’ll take a Coke,” Matt interrupts. “I’ll drive these two home.”
“Deal,” Caleb agrees, and the three of them sit at the bar.
Izzy’s been in and out of the kitchen and didn’t miss a step seeing to her tables during the exchange with the assholes. She grins and waves at the guys as she hurries into the kitchen.
“I’m hungry,” Will says. “I’ll take everything on the appetizer menu.”
“We’re going to be here all fucking night.” Caleb groans.
“I’m hungry,” Will repeats.
“Okay, make it two,” Caleb says.
“I’ll just eat some of theirs,” Matt adds but earns glares from his brothers. “Fine, I’ll have the nachos. And the wings. And bring some fries, too.”
“Three orders of the appetizer menu, it is.”
Chapter 11
~Izzy~
“Fucking Christ, you’ll end up killing me,” Keegan pants, his weight on me, still inside of me. This is the very best way to wake up every morning.
I don’t remember the last time I slept at Maggie’s house. The thought of being away from Keegan at night isn’t one I want to entertain.
It’s just too good to be with him. To feel him next to me.
To wake up to this.
I drag my fingers up and down his back, and he kisses my cheek before rolling to the side.
“Good morning.” I kiss his chin.
“And a good morning to you.” He drags his hand through his dark, messy hair. “I need to shave this morning.”
“I like the scruff.” I rub the tip of my nose over the stubble on his chin. “It’s sexy.”
“There will be no more shaving, ever again, by order of the queen.”
I laugh and shake my head at him. “Well, we don’t want you to look like Santa or anything.”
“You have something against beards, then?”
“No.” I let my eyes roam over his face, taking him in. “You’d look good with a short beard. Just don’t let it go and get dirty and full of food and stuff.”
“That’s disgusting.” He swats my ass playfully and then rolls away. “Let’s get in the shower.”
“I’m spent.” I pull the covers up over my nakedness. “I can’t do shower sex right now, Keegan, no matter how fun it sounds.”