Tallulah Bargain by Casey Hagen

Author:Casey Hagen [Hagen, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hagen Novels, LLC
Published: 2019-08-05T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

What Are You Trying to Prove Anyway?

LATHAN ROSE EARLY, UNABLE TO sleep. He had nodded off with Jack’s warm body tucked against his but woke up in the middle of the night to her sneaking out on him.

He let her go and spent the next couple hours feeling pissed off and cheated.

She didn’t give him a damn inch and made sure she didn’t give one single piece of herself to him during their time in bed. He wouldn’t say they’d made love. Hell, he would barely call it sex. After all, didn’t sex involve two people?

Well, last night was ninety percent Jack, and ten percent him. Even though he got off, he definitely wasn’t satisfied.

Jack had some explaining to do.

So instead of tossing and turning, he showered, dressed, and got the coffee going.

He shouldn’t have been surprised when Jack joined him just moments later, also showered and dressed for the day.

Jack wouldn’t hide. She didn’t have it in her. She would take him on, head held high in the air.

He sipped his coffee and told himself he would not throttle her. “Good morning, Jack.”

She smiled and headed right for the coffee pot. “Lathan.”

He allowed her one sip before he slipped the mug from her fingers and set it on the counter. He clasped her legging-clad hip and, snaking his other hand around to her lower back, his fingers brushed the warm skin he discovered under her sweater.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked with an arched brow.

He hadn’t missed the way her hands curled over his shoulders. Her mouth questioned his actions, but her body spoke a whole other language. Maybe she wasn’t as capable of keeping him at arm’s length as she thought. Maybe he should try a different tactic.

“Just saying good morning to my beautiful fiancée before my family whisks her away and tries to turn her into someone else entirely.”

She cupped his cheeks in her hands and pulled him in for a kiss, just the briefest touch. “It’s a spa day. It’s not like they’re going to change who I am as a person.”

He swatted her behind and handed her back her coffee. “Why did you agree to this? Spas don’t seem like they would be your thing.”

She shrugged. “They aren’t. I don’t do my nails, hardly ever wear makeup, and I certainly don’t check in at a hair salon every six weeks, but this is important to your mother, and she’s trying.”

He scoffed. “You call this trying?”

“When I first arrived, she was almost stern, definitely unsure, but she warmed up. Then, she was sweet. Clearly, she doesn’t know what to do with me, but she’s trying, and I appreciate that.”

“Well, you’re more understanding than I expected.”

“What’s there to be understanding of? They’re just being who they are. They don’t have to be like me; I don’t have to be like them, but I can play in their world and appreciate the effort they’re making. Maybe it’s time you cut them a little slack and gave them credit.

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