The Burbs and the Bees by Cathryn Fox

Author:Cathryn Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance Fiction; Romantic Themes Beaches; country boy city girl; farm romance; opposites attract romance; fish out of water; Entangled Amara; Cathryn Fox; across the tracks romance; Nova Scotia romance; rom com; romantic comedy fiction; romance; contemporary romance; contemporary fiction; contemporary women’s fiction; humorous fiction; light and fun romance; dating and relationships; Single Title Romance; Stand Alone Romance; The Burbs and the Bees; Hooked on You by Cathryn Fox; Entangled Publishing; Opposites Attract romance; small town romance; Cathryn Fox; New York Times Bestselling author; winery; honeybee farm
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Amara)
Published: 2020-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Alyson

I have no idea what I’m doing or saying. Kissing and inviting a guy I barely know to my bed is so out of character for me. Playing hard to get is usually my thing, but he’s sweet and kind, and hot as hell, and my life is already a big black cauldron boiling over with mistakes.

I shouldn’t be taking my eye off my goals or bringing someone into my messed-up life—especially if I can’t keep it purely physical. I can’t lose sight of that. I won’t. But if I regret this hookup come morning, I’ll just add it to the growing list of errors I’ve made. Right now, however, as arousal takes center stage, I’m dying to touch him, see him naked, and have him touch me in return.

“Alyson,” he whispers, his voice a soft rasp as his mouth moves over mine softly, so tentatively and carefully, I fear he’s having second thoughts. I really should be, too.

“One night. You and me.” I know where he stands and realize he’s been hurt deeply and is not about to put himself out there again only to be rejected. To reiterate where I am on the matter, I say, “Nothing more.” Tonight isn’t about love or bonding or a future—and I’m not sure why I keep reminding myself that. It’s about calming the storm between us and snuffing the heat we generate whenever we’re in close proximity.

That’s a lie. My body heats just knowing he’s on the farm next door.

He groans into my mouth, deepening the kiss like a man starved of affection far too long. I know the feeling. I’ve not been with anyone since my ex dumped my sorry ass and got engaged to my friend. Like Jay, I’m not up for the rejection, and getting emotionally involved with this guy can only lead to that, especially since I still don’t know who I am or what I want or even where I’ll be next month.

The kiss changes, his lips more determined, demanding as he lifts me from the island. Glued to his body—yeah, this is the kind of stickiness I can, well, stick to—I wrap my arms and legs around him, mimicking my earlier position. But this time I’m pressed to his chest, not his back, and the hardness straining against his zipper lets me know he wants this every bit as much as I do. We’ve both been dancing around this thing between us—whatever it might be—since our dip in the Atlantic.

His footsteps echo in the old house as he carries me up the stairs and stops at the top. He glances down the narrow hallway.

“Which room?” he asks, his voice thick and rough as it slides over my skin and elicits a shiver.

“Second door on the left,” I say quickly, giving up on trying to appear unfazed by this man. “Spare bedroom.”

Long strides take us there in seconds, and in a manly move that teases the needy spot between my legs, he kicks the door shut behind him and presses me against it.

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