Chapters (40)
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Epilogue One
- Epilogue Two
- Books By Natasha Madison
- Acknowledgments
I take a bite of the burger and moan. “This is so good,” I say, moaning out again when I take another bite.
“For fuck’s sake.” I hear Beau beside me. He sits forward, putting his elbows on his knees. “Can you stop doing that?”
“What?” I say with my mouth full. “Eating?”
“No,” he grumbles. “The moaning. Can you eat without moaning?” He closes his eyes, and I have no idea what the hell he is doing, but I can see his lips moving.
“Are you praying?” I lean in and ask him.
“You could say that,” he says and takes a pull of his beer. I turn back, taking another bite of my burger and ignoring the fact that I want to kiss him more than I want my next breath.
Chapter Fifteen
Beau
“This burger is so good,” she moans, and I swear my cock is going to fall off or get suffocated from being restrained. Standing next to the barbecue with Casey and Jacob, I have been watching her the whole time, making sure she was okay and she didn’t feel out of place.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” she says, getting up and turning to put her paper plate on the chair. “Oh my God,” she says when she moves right and falls literally in my lap. She throws her head back and laughs now. “Holy shit, my head is spinning.” She puts her arm around my shoulder. I look down at her, seeing that her cheeks are flushed and her blue eyes clear. “You’re hot,” she says, giggling, then puts her hand in front of her mouth. “Shh.” She puts her finger against her lips. “Don’t tell anyone.”
Her ass is right on my cock, and my arms are around her waist. “You aren’t so bad yourself.” I push the hair away from her face. “Always beautiful,” I say without thinking, and her eyes get just a touch darker.
“I hate the debutantes,” she whispers in my ear, her cheek rubbing against mine. I wait for her to say something else, but instead, she gets up off my lap, and my hands go to her hips. “I’m good,” she says and wobbles just a bit. Kallie comes over to help.
“Do you want me to take her to the bathroom?” she asks.
“I have to pee,” Savannah says, trying to whisper, but it comes out in almost a shout. Kallie rolls her lips and just nods. “I’ll be back, Mr. Beau Hunk,” she says, giggling, and Kallie’s eyes open wide.
They walk away from me, my eyes following her as she walks inside Casey’s house. Casey walks over now. “Where’s your woman?” he asks, and I motion with my head that she’s inside.
“She really is the one for you?” he asks, and I just take a pull of the beer, the warm beer that suddenly tastes like ass.