Someone Like You by Brittney Sahin

Author:Brittney Sahin [Sahin, Brittney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EmKo Media, LLC
Published: 2017-10-11T18:30:00+00:00

I’m not sure if I’m supposed to go. It’s nearly one in the morning, and Grace has finally fallen asleep. Her head is on my chest, and her arm is slung over my stomach. I hate the idea of leaving her alone, especially if she might have a nightmare, but I also don’t want to blur the lines we’ve set.

I lift her arm, position her head on her pillow, and slide out of bed. Her eyelashes flutter a little, but I don’t wake her. I don’t know if I’m being an ass for leaving or not, but I’ve got to set some sort of boundaries and stick with them. I can’t fall for this woman. The last woman I fell for was Cindy, and look where I am now.

I tug on my shirt and find my jeans and shoes. When I look back at her, stabbing guilt rips at my chest, but I’m making the right move. I can’t open myself up to this woman when I need to focus on Lily.

Sex is sex. If I allow myself to feel something beyond that, what if that somehow jeopardizes my chances at getting Lily back?

I can smell Grace on me when I get back to the boat. It’s late, and I should get some sleep before I get up in a few hours, but I can’t stop thinking about her. How her body fits so perfectly with mine, and the way she lets loose when we have sex. Her cries and moans, even yelling my name the last time she came—it’s such a damn turn-on to see this normally controlled woman come to pieces with me inside her.

I peel off my jeans and fling them in the laundry basket by the bed. I’m already hard again, in need of her. I can’t help but wonder if Grace and I had met at a different time, could she have been the one for me? I’m a father, and she’s Manhattan royalty—but what if we’d been from the same world? Could it have worked?

I didn’t realize I’d even fallen asleep until I dart upright in my bed, my fingertips buried in the bedspread on each side of me. My forehead and chest are damp with sweat as I try to catch my breath.

Grace was attacked in my dream.

I watched it happen, unable to help. My arm outstretched—and I couldn’t get to her. My body stuck in quicksand.

My mind replays the nightmare.

I close my eyes and fight back the anger that sears my insides. Knowing what she went through and that this guy is still alive kills me. My fingers twitch, and I ball my hands. My mind goes back to my last mission in Iran.

My hand trembles now, and I open my eyes and rest it in my lap. This feeling, this desire to find that scumbag in Athens and murder him—what does that make me?

Am I just as bad—a killer?

Maybe I was wrong when I told Grace I’m okay.

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