The Road Back to Us by K. Webster

Author:K. Webster [Webster, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Novel
Amazon: B00X1D1PC0
Barnesnoble: B00X1D1PC0
Goodreads: 24626862
Publisher: K. Webster
Published: 2015-05-02T04:00:00+00:00

“You’re different with this one,” Mom smiles as she stirs the coleslaw.

We’re celebrating Harley’s birthday with a Harrison-style cookout, and I asked Caroline to join us.

Nervously, I run a hand through my dark hair before lifting my eyes back to her, raising an eyebrow. “I am?”

I know I am. Harley’s already been bitching about it. My roommates say that I’m pussy-whipped. And all I can think about is her. I didn’t realize that one person could change me. Make me better.

“Yes, Ben,” she says, her voice thick with emotion. “And you remind me so much of your father right now.”

When she begins to cry, I walk over to her and hug her from behind.

“Mom, I love her so much. Too much, even. I can’t think straight. It’s like she’s bewitched me.”

She chuckles, and I rest my chin on her head as she sets to stirring again.

“Son, that’s a good thing. That’s true love. And by the way her eyes always find you no matter where you are in the room, I’d say she’s crazy about you too.” She pats me on the hand I have wrapped around her middle. “Don’t let her go. True love like that only comes around once. You have to fight for it, sugar. Promise me you’ll always fight for it.”

With one more squeeze, I promise her that I will.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Caroline chirps, waking me from my slumber.

Squinting, I attempt to remember where in the hell I am. One glance out the small window of the cabin is all it takes to remind me we’re fucked.

“Morning, baby,” I rasp out.

As my stomach growls loudly, I turn and find her messing around at the small table. The dream I had was so vivid. I can almost taste Mom’s barbeque and homemade baked beans.

“I made breakfast,” she says with pride in her voice.

It takes a moment for me to recognize she cooked the can of beans. When I go to sit up, every muscle in my body protests.

“Can you make it to the table, or do you want to eat there on the cot?” she questions when she hears my groaning.

I’ve managed to sit up, and I take a second to let my gaze drag across her bare legs before answering her. “I’d rather eat you out here on the cot, but if you’d prefer to spread out over the table, I can handle that too. I’m a pretty sloppy eater, though, and might need a napkin,” I chuckle as I give her a teasing, raised eyebrow.

“You’re so bad,” she giggles as she prances over to me. She’s wearing the tunic from before, and I already feel like it’s too much clothing. I want her naked again.

“That’s why you married me. Good girls always love the bad boys,” I tell her smugly as she stands between my legs.

I slide my palms up the outsides of her thighs and look up at my angel. The morning light comes in from the window behind her, and it lights up her blond hair, making her look just like the angel she is.

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