Atone: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance: Unpersuadable Book 1 by Wendi Wilson

Author:Wendi Wilson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2018-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

I have to pee, my back is stiff, and my palms are sweaty, but I’ve never felt so alive.

It’s been two hours since we got the flat tire changed, and we haven’t made a stop since. About an hour ago, Slade dozed off, still clasping my palm against his on his thigh. Silas fell asleep soon after, his head tilting until it rested on my shoulder.

So here I’ve been, one boy basically curled around me with our joined hands in my lap and his cheek resting against my shoulder, his brother plastered against my side, his thigh resting beneath my arm.

For pretty much two hours, my body has flashed from hot to cold and back again, over and over, as I thought about the boys and the things they might want to do to me. With me. Or the things I may want to do to them in return. Then I’d remember where I am and who I’m with and freeze, wondering if my spicy thoughts were written all over my face.

None of the Pattons seemed to be paying any attention to what was happening back here, so I relax, my thoughts would start to trail off again and repeat the cycle. Because I couldn’t stop thinking about it, especially with Silas’s citrusy scent in my nostrils and Slade’s grip shooting electric tingles up my arm.

The car slows as Jett prepares to pull off the highway, and the two boys rouse from their sleep. Silas lifts his head from my shoulder with a jerk before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He shoots me an apologetic look before leaning back against the seat, his body stretching out as he yawns behind his hand.

The hem of his shirt lifts, and the strip of bare skin the action reveals draws my eyes like a magnet. I watch as lean muscles shift and contract, then bounce as a breathy chuckle meets my ears. My eyes fly to his, the silver orbs practically glowing with intensity.

“Hey,” Slade says, breaking my frozen stare-down with his brother. “Sorry, I must have fallen asleep,” he continues when I look over at him.

“It’s okay,” I mumble.

Wyatt turns around and looks at me, a knowing grin on his face. I narrow my eyes at him and his grin doubles in size before he shakes his head and turns back toward the front. Apparently, my level of contentment at being sandwiched between the Madsens and having them pressed against me didn’t go completely unnoticed. At least Wyatt didn’t make any jokes about it.

I pull my phone from my pocket to check the time. “It’s eleven-fifteen,” I say aloud to no one in particular.

“I know,” Jett says, turning onto another street. “We’re behind schedule because of the flat tire, but we should still catch her before Earl gets to her.”

I look out the window and spot the Washington Monument in the distance. We’re really close. The Lincoln Memorial is just beyond it, along the bank of the Potomac River.

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