Unexpected Gift by Lively R.S

Unexpected Gift by Lively R.S

Author:Lively, R.S.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-14T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

Molly

Caden Jackson is massaging my shoulders. My nipples are as hard as rocks, and my skin seems to be permanently beaded. It is like static electricity created a bubble around us. I never felt anything like this before. My heart rams against my chest like an angry bull, dying to get out and just leap into his hands.

But I know he will destroy my heart, letting it drip all my life force over his hands and on to the floor, leaving me for dust.

Instead of relaxing, I only feel more stressed, especially when he says something about me being tight. Just the word tight falling from his mouth promises filth. I yank myself out of his grip and stand as I trip over my own two feet.

“I’m fine. I’m fine. I…um…I need to go. This for thanks.” I shut my eyes and exhale, hating myself for stuttering over my words. “I mean... Thanks for this. It was fun.”

Fun? Get your shit together.

“If this is what you consider fun, we need to get you out more.”

I smile, wrapping my arms around myself and really wanting to change my wet panties. “Yeah. You sound like Brandon.” And then I stand straighter, listening to the silence around us. “Caden, it’s quiet.”

“Yeah, so?”

“It’s quiet,” I repeat, running over to the playpen to see Posie fast asleep. I lay my hand on her chest to make sure she is still breathing, feeling for her little heartbeat. “Oh, thank god.”

Caden’s hand lands on my shoulder. “Told you she’d be fine.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Molly,” he says, and his deep voice vibrates in my bones.

I turn, causing us to be less than an inch away from each other. He smells good. So good. My eyes flutter from the scent. The T-shirt stretches over his sculpted, wide chest. I see the curve of muscle through the material clinging to a body that is slightly too big for it. Every part of him is overwhelming. “I…I need to go.” I slink out from his hold and run to my room, careful not to slam the door.

I feel like a teenager all over again.

He knocks on the door. “Molly.”

I don’t answer.

“Molly? Let’s talk about this. Come on.”

I stay silent.

He sighs behind the door and curses. “Listen, I need to get to the hospital. We can talk about it later, okay?”

No way.

“You need to watch Posie. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Just be open to talking later.”

Hell no.

The shadow behind the door moves farther away, and then the front door closes a few minutes later. His Range Rover roars to life, and when I know he is gone, I run out of my bedroom and check on Posie.

“Oh, little one. What am I going to do with him, huh? I don’t even know what to do with myself around him anymore, Posie. What do you think?” It is like talking to a wall since she is still passed out. I’m not able to hear her cute gurgle answers. “Maybe Kenna can help, huh?” I think about that for a split second longer.



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