Edge of Regret (Love on the Edge Book 7) by Molly E. Lee

Author:Molly E. Lee [Lee, Molly E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Edge of Regret
Publisher: Molly E. Lee
Published: 2017-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

Mackenzie sat on the couch, my leather bike jacket draped over her shoulders. I’d given it to her on the ride over, hoping it would stave off her chills despite knowing the cold attacked her from the inside. She hadn’t said a word since we’d come in twenty minutes ago.

I sat perched on the chair again, much like the other day after she’d broken down on set. Now I was more prepared—thanks to finishing my google search on symptoms of PTSD—but I was nowhere closer to understanding. The urge to crack a joke hung on the tip of my tongue, but I quashed it. This wasn’t the time.

She blinked a few times, and with each breath she seemed to come back to herself a little more, like a rebooting computer. The blue-gray of her eyes cleared, then trailed to me. “I’m sorry.”

I shook my head, instantly moving to her side on the couch as if her words had been the signal that it was okay to get close again. “Don’t be. You know you don’t have to be with me.”

“Do I?” she tried to chuckle but it just didn’t come out right.

I placed my hand on the back of the couch, encasing her without drawing her to me. “I’m telling you.”

She sighed, rubbing her palms over her face. “I’m so tired.”

“You can sleep here.”

She snapped her eyes up to me. “I thought you said we could only be friends.”

I smirked, enjoying the momentary flush that dusted her cheeks. Color looked good on her. “I won’t ravish you.”

“What if I asked you to?”

Desire jumped at her invitation and flooded my system like a drug.

“Don’t answer that,” she said before I could sort through the battle in my mind. It raged, hard and rough and angry. Couldn’t I get over it? Could I forget the past and only see her now, as she was? “It’s not fair to you, and I shouldn’t keep asking you—”

I cut off her words with my lips, swiping my tongue into her mouth. There was no thinking anymore. I could only feel, and all I wanted, all anything my heart demanded of me was Mackenzie. To touch her, taste her, put her back together in any way she’d let me. If she needed me physically to find herself again, then so fucking be it.

She moaned against my mouth, adjusting herself on the couch so our bodies were flush. I slid one arm behind her back, drawing her upward. I used my other hand to graze down her side, hiking one leg around my hip. God, she felt good.

My Mackenzie.

Love of my life.

Ex. I shot my hopeful voice down, forcing him to wake the fuck up. This wasn’t a reunion, not a second chance at happiness. This is what she needed. A reminder of who she’d been before war had robbed pieces from her soul. And that’s it. No more.

But—

Nope. I stopped the train of thought, drowned it with the sensations of her tongue against mine, her hot body underneath me, her breasts grazing my chest.

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