Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- 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
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
As much as it annoys the shit out of me that she fucked this joker, it does irritate me somewhat less that it hasn’t been as enjoyable as it was with me. And that she’s only had sex with Parker? “You’ve only been with him?”
She nods. “I… dated some guys casually but the end of undergrad really kicked my ass. I was exhausted and then the pandemic and being on lockdown, there just wasn’t a lot of time for me to have a ho phase,” she jokes.
I pinch her side playfully and she giggles before leaning in and brushing her lips over mine. I slide my hand up her dress to grip her ass and pull her against me. “Are you going to leave him?” I whisper. The way she’s behaving I assume but this situation is messy and complicated and I need to hear her explicitly say it.
“Of course, I am.” She lets out a breath before she lets her forehead drop to my shoulder. “I’m such a terrible person.”
“No baby, you’re not.”
“I’m a cheater, Jacob. I’m actively cheating on the man I agreed to marry. But I know you will defend me to the death even though I am very much in the wrong.”
She’s right. I always defended her, even when she was in the wrong. I don’t know how to respond so I’m thankful that she speaks again.
“Can we go cuddle on your patio by the fireplace?”
Ten minutes later, she’d changed out of her dress and into a pair of my sweatpants and one of my t-shirts and now she’s seated between my legs as we watch the fire in silence. The night is a little cooler than usual so I pulled a blanket over the two of us and I’d poured us some whiskey that we’re both nursing as we share kisses in between sips. I know we’re inching toward that line and my dick is getting harder with each passing second especially with how she’s rubbing up against me, letting little sexy sighs escape every few minutes. “You’re being a little tease, Whitney.” I press my lips to her temple.
She presses a hand to her chest in feigned shock. “Me? Never.”
I throw my head back and laugh loudly. “You’ve always been an expert tease.” I run my fingers down her arm as I recall all the times, she used to drive me out of my fucking mind.