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Chapters (49)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Books By Natasha Madison
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Epilogue One
  46. Epilogue Two
  47. ONLY ONE KISS SNEAK PEEK
  48. Books By Natasha Madison
  49. Acknowledgments

I show her where everything is, and she sets the table while I check the steaks. When I walk out with a plate, I look over at the table and stop. She has set it with place mats and napkins. She has brought out the glasses and a pitcher of ice water that will slowly melt before we sit at the table. “It’s ready,” I say, bringing the steaks to the table, and Dylan comes out, sitting on one of the chairs. “Sit. I’ll go get the rest,” I say, and she, of course, doesn’t listen to me. She follows me inside, and when we get into the kitchen, I turn around and grab her face in my hands. “Thank you,” I say right before I lean in for a kiss. “For having dinner with me.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Caroline

His voice is so soft that if he wasn’t so close, I wouldn’t have heard it. “Thank you for having dinner with me,” he whispers right before his lips crash down on mine, and I open my mouth for him. I wrap my arms around his neck, for the first time admitting that I want this kiss more than anything. I also admit I really like this guy. I also push away the thoughts of what is going to be left of me when he moves on.

His hands move from my face to my neck and then to my waist, pulling me to him. His tongue dances with mine softly at first, and then the kiss deepens, and I feel him against my stomach. I moan, and it’s swallowed by his kiss, making his hands slip down to my hips, and he pushes me into the wall. My hands move up into his hair, the hair I itch to touch all the time. “Fuck,” he hisses, moving from my lips to my neck, and I move my head to the side to give him better access.

“When you two are done kissing, can I eat?” When I hear Dylan, my hands drop so fast, but Justin just keeps his hands on my hips, and he laughs in my neck.

“Yeah, buddy,” Justin says, turning to look at him. “We’re coming right out.”

Dylan nods and skips away to the door going outside. “Oh my God,” I say, and Justin looks at me. “I can’t believe he caught us making out.”

“I’m planning on making out with you a lot, so the chances of him catching us again are very high,” he says and kisses my neck, but his hands fall. “Assuming you are okay with making out with me?”

“I mean …” I start to say, and he looks at me. “I like kissing you, but I also don’t want him to think that …” I try to find the words. “That I’m, you know.”