Cole, Scarlett - The Fractured Heart by Scarlett Cole

Author:Scarlett Cole [Cole, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466886681
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2016-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Either this was the hottest fucking dream he’d ever had in his life, or Drea really was in his bed, her arms and legs tangled with his. Cujo roused slowly, took a moment to appreciate the way Drea’s breasts were pushed up against his chest, how her head rested on his arm. Her skin was soft and smooth under his fingertips as he slid them slowly down the length of her back.

The clock on the side table showed it was a little after nine. Thank God Mo had agreed to take care of the cleanup.

Even though he wanted to, waking her up and making love didn’t feel quite right. It felt deceptive. They needed to talk. He needed to give her a choice before their relationship went a step further.

Carefully, he moved his arm from beneath her head and walked into the bathroom. He put his hands on the counter, either side of the sink, allowing his head to drop forward. Maybe this wasn’t the right choice. Maybe he shouldn’t have even started this with Drea.

The jetted shower heated quickly and he stepped inside, allowing the pressure to soothe him. It was just nerves. It wasn’t about his past or his mom. He’d just started to wash his hair when he heard the shower door close.

Drea slid inside and tipped her head back to wet her hair. Fuck. The way the water curved its way over her pink nipples had him rock hard, willing to leave all sense of morals behind.

“Good morning,” she said.

With makeup, she was a walking wet dream, but without it, she was lazy mornings of sex in front of a log fire.

“Christ, you’re beautiful.” He wrapped a hand around her neck. She wanted a kiss, but he reached for the shampoo instead and washed her hair. A flicker of confusion clouded her features and guilt twisted his gut. But he couldn’t give her what she wanted until they’d talked.

He finished bathing and grabbed the towel. Drea let him dry her off. White fluffy bathrobes hung on the back of the door, and he bundled her in one before wrapping a towel around his own waist.

Drea reached for him, wrapped her fingers around his cock over the towel. It twitched traitorously in response. He grabbed her hand, pressed it flat against his heart.

“We need to talk, Drea. Once we’re done, if you still want me, I’m all yours. Can I make you breakfast first?”

“I think I’d rather know what’s going on,” she said as he took her hand and led her into the kitchen.

“I know, Shortcake. Give me a minute to get my shit together.”

He sliced some fresh fruit and whipped up omelets.

He placed their breakfast on the bar, took the stool next to her, and cupped her thigh.

The twenty minutes it had taken to make breakfast hadn’t helped him figure out what to say. Cujo just stared straight ahead.

“I had cancer. Metastatic non-seminoma testicular cancer. Ironic, huh? I don’t know if it will come back, and I’m pretty sure I can’t have kids.

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