Chapters (49)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Books By Natasha Madison
- 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
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Epilogue One
- Epilogue Two
- ONLY ONE KISS SNEAK PEEK
- Books By Natasha Madison
- Acknowledgments
I stand in the bedroom that I know she shares with Dylan, and I wonder how much longer it will be until he takes over the whole double bed. “This has to stop,” she says when she turns to me. “You can’t just come here and give me lifts and buy us stuff.”
“Why?” I ask, and I have to think she is the proudest person I have ever met.
“Because you just can’t.”
“What if I want to?” I say softly. “What if I want to take you to dinner?” I ask.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she says.
“I don’t care,” I finally say, and she looks at me in shock. “I don’t care what is a good idea and what isn’t. What I care about is that I want to get to know you, and I want you to give me a chance.”
“You just feel sorry for me,” she says, trying not to let her voice get louder.
I look at her, and it takes me two seconds to step really close to her. “I feel a lot of things for you, Caroline, but sorry isn’t one of them.” I’m so close to her, she stops, and I hear her take a deep breath. “Now get dressed because I brought you breakfast.”
I don’t let her answer. Instead, I turn around and walk out of the room. Closing the door behind me, I try to get my hard-on to go down before Dylan sees it.
Chapter Ten
Caroline
Justin closes the door softly behind him, and I have to sit on the bed, or I will fall to the floor. He’s come into my life, and I feel like this roller coaster I’m on is finally slowing down. When he walked out of the apartment last night, I watched him walk to his SUV and have a conversation with Vince. I can only imagine what was said. I thought for sure Vince would tell him all my dirty secrets—well, not mine but Andrew’s—and once again, I hated him.
I didn’t go to the bed. Instead, I went to the couch and lay down, but my mind never shut down. No matter how many times I closed my eyes. So many things are up in the air that I don’t know what will happen. I got up and woke Dylan once, stepping into the shower. Walking out, I never expected Justin to be standing there with his hair all over the place and his white shirt pulled across his chest with his shorts low on his hips. All I could do was go back in the bathroom to steady my heartbeat. I knew we had to have a talk. This needed to stop, literally now!