Restrained Desires: Rehoboth Pact Book Three by Katherine McIntyre

Author:Katherine McIntyre
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Kyle pulled out a pear cider from her fridge, needing something stiff after the joy that had been family Thanksgiving. Her family dinner always started early, which meant she could scoot out just as quickly once the main meal ended. She’d spent most of the time catching up with Jake and avoiding the way Mom pursed her lips and dropped pinched comments as if they weren’t more like detonated bombs. The breaking point had been when Dad mentioned packing some leftovers for her in the other room and Mom told him no because she thought Kyle was looking a bit chubby as of late.

Fucking sue her for having big hips.

The moment she heard that, she started getting herself ready to go, but Jake told her to wait. He’d snuck back with containers of leftover mashed potatoes and stuffing, two things her mother would’ve left off her plate due to the ever-forbidden calories. Kyle had given him one big, wrenching hug before leaving without saying goodbye to her folks. She was so tired of the damage her mother caused every time she showed up.

Kyle leaned back in her couch and twisted the cap off. The cool, crisp liquid coursed down her throat, and she sank into the comfort of being home.

A knock pounded at her door.

Kyle’s brows drew together. Who’d be visiting her on Thanksgiving evening while everyone hung out with their families? She placed her cider on the coffee table and slowly rose. Her left hand snuck into the pocket where she kept her knife, just in case, as she made her way down the steps to see who had arrived. She tugged the door open.

Chels stood at her doorstep, wearing her peacoat, a black dress, and heels, like she’d come from her own family dinner. The woman’s dark waves were pulled back in a loose chignon, and like always, she looked fucking gorgeous, her defiant chin, smooth sepia skin, and expressive lips mesmerizing. Except Kyle didn’t miss the slight smear of redone mascara or the lingering redness around her eyes.

“Hey,” Kyle murmured, cracking the door open wider. “What’s wrong?”

Chelsea crossed over the threshold of the door, closing the space between them.

Kyle had barely nudged the door shut when Chelsea’s lips crushed against hers. After spending the past week craving the taste of this woman, a moan slipped from her. That night it had been red wine she tasted, but this time she was offered a hint of cranberry and the sweet tang that was pure Chelsea Moore. She melted into the woman’s grip around her hips as Chelsea steered her against the stairwell wall.

Kyle had never experienced anything like kissing this woman, a consuming desperation she wanted to surrender to every time. All thoughts vanished from her mind as she wrapped her arms around Chelsea’s shoulders, her back pressed against the wall as their bodies crushed together. Her nipples pebbled as their chests brushed, separated by layers alone. Chelsea drove her tongue into Kyle’s mouth with a fierceness that felt like possession, and she couldn’t help but melt even more.

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