Illicit Ire (Knight's Legion MC Book 7) by Naomi Porter

Author:Naomi Porter [Porter, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Dreams Publishing
Published: 2022-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

Several hours had passed since I’d last been to see Drew. I couldn’t hold off going to the dorms any longer.

I cracked open his door and peeked my head in. He was still sleeping. I entered anyway, if only to be close to him. Maybe fill my lungs with his natural scent and touch his hand. Creepy much, Ava?

Patch nodded in greeting. “Mind if I step out for a short break?”

“Please. Take all the time you need. He’ll be fine.”

“I believe he will be.” He winked on his way out.

I listened to Drew’s deep, peaceful breathing as I eyed his wonderful mouth. I touched my lips lightly, inserted the tip of my finger, and tickled it with my tongue. The small gesture made me tingle as I remembered how his dominating tongue had played with mine.

It was crazy how needy I felt when I hadn’t even kissed him a week ago, much less had had sex.

Four days ago, it all had changed in the most incredible and beautiful way. Drew Rivers loved me. He most definitely cared for me. That I’d known before he told me he loved me.

Then he went a step above and beyond when he’d given me his will. He’d done all the things a man would do for the woman he loved, for his wife.

Why hadn’t we talked about the future? Marriage and kids? I wanted both.

Duh, because from one day to the next, a tornado had blown through our lives. Everything had happened so fast with us—and now his injury.

I couldn’t believe he’d taken action months ago to ensure I was taken care of in the event of his death.

His death…

My heart ached at the possibility of never being with Drew again, which led to tears dripping down my face. I cried at the drop of a hat when it came to him.

Love for him overwhelmed me.

It stripped me raw.

We’d finally figured it out between us, and now Drew had no memory of me, his warrior, his Ava Marie.

I dried my face with my sweatshirt sleeve, holding back the whimper in my mouth. I didn’t want to disturb my sleeping prince. My beautiful man. It hurt me to see him lying there unconscious. He looked the same, except for the bandage wrapped around his head, but he wasn’t.

What if he never got his memories back?

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