Tell Me You Love Me by Julie Prestsater

Author:Julie Prestsater [Prestsater, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: weight, happy ending, romantic comedy, firefighter, Romance, firemen, divorce, book club, friendship, verbal abuse
Amazon: B00NREACNQ
Barnesnoble: B00NREACNQ
Goodreads: 23211135
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Ryan

What the fuck just happened?

She’s married?

Jamming my fingers through my sweaty hair, I grip a handful, yanking on it in frustration.

Shit. That just happened. It really did. I lower my hands to my sides, clenching my fists as I traipse toward my house. That dick better not cross my path because if he does, I’m likely to kick his fucking ass up, down, all over this hill, until he apologizes to Lizzy.

The nerve of that motherfucker. A growl surges up my body and loudly expels from my mouth as I scrub my hands over my face. Fuck.

When I heard the words spit out of his mouth, directed at Lizzy, all I saw was red. It was like something clicked and I wanted to kill him. How fucking dare he call her a... Fuck him. And she just stood there, looking like someone who just got kicked in the gut.

God. A million questions have my head spinning like I’ve just gone ten rounds on the teacups at Disneyland. Again. What the fuck just happened? For the last few months, I’ve done little other than think about that gorgeous woman who I thought was thinking of me, too. Why wouldn’t I have thought so? She definitely flirted with me. There was no doubt in my mind she reacted to my presence when I saw her. Her eyes lit up in a way they didn’t when she greeted the other guys. For me, she flashed a different smile. A soft, sweet, glowing smile, with a hint of playfulness, which I just ate up every moment I was with her.

And dammit if she didn’t react to my touch. A slight brush of the hand, a playful jab of the elbow, when we danced close together...she reacted.

Son of a bitch.

She reacted all right. She fled. Fuck me. She fled each time we were about to get close. Each time I touched her, she flinched. Backed away and left. I thought she was running because of the attraction, because of the chemistry that was burning through us like an out-of-control brush fire. But it wasn’t that at all. She ran because she is married. As in...taken. As in not supposed to be getting touched or brushed up against or slow dancing with a guy who is not your husband in a secluded private getaway.

Fuck that. She wanted me. I know she did. I know she does. God, the look in her eyes moments ago said everything she didn’t say with words. It was like she was apologizing to me. There is no denying the attraction we feel toward each other, but it doesn’t matter. She’s married.

Lizzy is fucking married.

To an asshole. A complete dick who treats her like shit.

My street is just steps away and I stop at the corner with my hands on my hips contemplating going home or turning back. Or maybe, taking a detour and going to her house to finish what I started with her husband. Fuck him. He’s lucky I have some semblance of self-restraint left in me, or his ass would be in the hospital right now.

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