Third Verse by Emily Snow

Author:Emily Snow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Emily Snow
Published: 2018-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

He slammed the front door behind us a couple minutes later, and my heart jumped. Oh god, what had I done? What the hell was I thinking telling him that I loved him? That I didn’t want this week to end because I was terrified of losing him? There was only one way to fix this and that was turning around. Letting him know what an absolute mistake I’d just made. Telling him that nothing had changed between us, and we still didn’t need anything more between us to love Matt.

I pressed my hand against the pit of my stomach and faced him slowly, my heart thundering so powerfully I could barely hear what he was saying, my head hung so low the wet strands of hair partially shielded me from the intense green eyes focused on me.

I wanted him.

Despite it all, I wanted everything about Emmett Hudson.

And reneging on my words from the car and telling him my heart felt any different was going to hurt like a hammer to the chest.

“Look, I…” But before I could finish the denial that made my voice stutter, his hands, still slick from the rain, were on my body. One tilted my face up to his and the other grasping my hip. He stroked his thumb from my cheekbone to my temple and a pained smile spread across his features.

“Feeding me a line of bullshit about how you didn’t mean any of what you just told me isn’t gonna make you any stronger, Angel.” He pinned me against the double doors behind me. A whimper escaped my throat, but he drowned it out, his lips slanting over mine, his hand trailing a hot path from my hip to the juncture of my thighs. He shoved the flimsy material of my red dress up and slid his fingers beneath my lace panties, his touch possessive as he circled a knuckle over my clit.

My body jolted against his.

“If anything—" He pulled back slightly, resting his damp forehead to mine and exhaled deeply."—lying about how you feel about me? It’ll make you weaker. You’re scared of commitment because of your childhood and what happened with us. I get that. But I’ll be goddamned if I’m not gonna fight to make this right.”

Blood-rushing to my head—to my core—I bucked my hips against his knuckle and moaned, which he took as an invitation to rub harder, faster. Dear god, I was going to come before I managed to get out what I wanted to say. I gritted my teeth but that didn’t stop me from panting when I said, “We can’t talk about commitment issues with your hands in my panties.”

“Good point.” He drew his fingers from the inside of the lace but left my red dress bunched up around the curve of my hips. When he closed his eyes and traced his tongue over the finger that had just touched me, I thought I’d die.

Instead, I splayed my hands on either side of the doors behind me and took a deep breath.

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