Love and Always: A Pound of Flesh Novella 1.5 by Jackson Sophie

Author:Jackson, Sophie [Jackson, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2015-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

chapter four

Carter growled again at the black silk bow tie that hung uncooperatively around his neck.

“Tell me again why the fuck we’re dressing up like this,” he yelled to Kat who’d been barricaded in the en suite bathroom for the past hour and a half. Carter could only assume that she was creating nuclear fusion, with the amount of potions and lotions and shit she disappeared in there with.

“Because dressing up for the Thomas Family New Year’s Eve Charity Ball is a tradition, and we missed it last year. That’s why,” came the sharp, I’m-sick-of-your-whining-so-shut-your-mouth reply through the door.

Heh.

“Well, it’s a stupid-ass tradition,” Carter grumbled to himself as he once more attempted to tie his bow tie, again without success. He didn’t know what all the fuss was about. He could still give a check to charity in fucking jeans and a T-shirt! “Dammit, Kat, why the hell didn’t you get me a clip-on one?”

“Because”—the bathroom door finally opened—“it wouldn’t have looked as good as a tied one.”

“But it won’t do as it’s told!” Carter whined, holding the urge to stamp his foot.

He looked from the mirror and over his shoulder to where Kat stood, ready to bitch and moan some more, but what he saw halted the words dead and just about stopped his heart. His wide, awestruck eyes devoured the black, strapless, floor-length gown Kat wore, dancing over her delicate collar bones and décolletage, across her bare shoulders to her long arms, one of which was decorated at the wrist with the stunning onyx bracelet he’d given to her for her birthday. Her engagement ring looked spectacular on her left hand.

“Give me the damned thing and I’ll tie it for you. It’s really easy. I learned how to do my dad’s when I was about six and . . . why are you looking at me like that?”

She stopped and touched her hair, which was pinned up. Her dress clung to her in sinful, breathtaking ways. Carter rubbed at his sternum, where a heated ball of possessive desire grew unashamedly, pumping lust and wonder through his veins. Mine, his blood sang. All mine.

“Carter?”

He brought a finger up to her glossed lips. “Shhh.” The sound was all he was capable of as he watched her flush under his heated gaze. Slowly, never taking his stare from her skin, he walked around her, seeing the gooseflesh appear across her neck and shoulders as he moved.

He stood before her and took a long, deep breath that he released gradually, gathering himself, calming the overwhelming urge to lift her to the bed and worship her body the way it was meant to be. “I’m without words.”

Kat shifted and smiled nervously. “Well, that’s a first.”

Carter stepped closer, catching the scent of her perfume and the underlying fragrance of peaches from her hair. “Is this what you bought with Beth?” She nodded. “You are . . . Peaches, no woman will ever look as perfect as you do right now. Ever.”

A small whimper was all that escaped Kat before Carter’s lips pressed against hers.

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