Corrupting His Good Girl by Cass Kincaid

Author:Cass Kincaid [Kincaid, Cass]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cass Kincaid
Published: 2017-09-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Vienna

I was in Cohen’s bed.

How in the heck had I gone from needing my car boosted to being tangled in his bedsheets?

Easy. It was Cohen. That was the only explanation needed.

I wasn’t lying when I joked that he’d corrupted me—though that might have been a slightly offensive and inaccurate word. I’d definitely been corrupted by Cohen Bradley, but it had happened ten years ago. He’d corrupted my heart, destroying any chance I had at wanting anyone else the way I’d always wanted him.

And now he knew it. I’d given in, given myself over to him. I didn’t regret it, but it did leave me with one big question.

Where does that leave us now?

“Are you okay?” Cohen’s voice broke through my thoughts. There, cocooned in the bedsheets and our tangled limbs, I shouldn’t have been thinking of anything else, but—well, I shouldn’t have been thinking anything. My mind should have been as worn out and exhausted as my body was. Obviously, it hadn’t got the memo.

“Yeah,” I replied. “Of course.” I lifted my tired body into a seated position, pulling the blankets up with me to maintain some level of modesty. “I just—we should probably get my car.”

“Slow down, Vi. It’s not going anywhere.” His arm reached out for me, guiding me gently back down beside him. “You’re starting to overthink this already. I can see it in your eyes.”

“Well, there’s a lot to think about, now isn’t there?” I shot back, disliking how he knew me so well.

“If you’re replaying every goddamn perfect moment of what we just did on a continuous loop in your mind, then sure. But if you’re second-guessing what’s already happened and freaking out about it, I’d say you should really save yourself the hassle.”

“I’m not freaking out—”

“Of course you are,” he chuckled hollowly. “You wouldn’t be you if you didn’t. Now, come here.” His hands found me under the covers, pulling me up onto him. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

I let my forehead rest against his. “I don’t know. I just never expected this.”

“Me neither. But fate works in mysterious ways.” He smiled, pecking my lips lightly.

“We don’t even know each other anymore, though.”

“I beg to differ, babe,” he whispered coyly. “Then again, it could’ve all just been muscle memory.”

I nudged him playfully. “You know what I mean.”

“Fine. What do you need to know to ease your mind? I’m an open book.”

“Why are you here? In Garrison?” I asked immediately.

I saw his jaw twitch. “Why are you in Garrison?”

“I told you. I left my job. Your turn. You hated Garrison, Cohen.”

“It grew on me.”

“Lying man talking.”

He let out a sigh. “Things don’t always work out as planned.”

“You’re telling me,” I said wryly. “You were going to be a famous photographer, and travel the world.”

“We were, Vi.” For the first time, a hint of sadness glinted in his eyes. “Those were our dreams. Together.”

My chest tightened at the thought that he’d maybe held himself back because of what happened between us. “You should have still followed those dreams, you know.

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