TAMING KNOX (Gray Wolf Security, Texas Book 3) by Glenna Sinclair

Author:Glenna Sinclair [Sinclair, Glenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Knox

I called him too soon. I told myself that I would make him wait a few days, but I called him the very next day. And then the day after that. And the day after that. Then I didn’t need to call him anymore because he just showed up at the same time every night, parking his practical car in front of my cottage, the same anxious, yet content, look on his handsome face.

I was getting in too deep. I’d never had a lover like him. I wasn’t lying when I told him that I was a bad girl, the kind of girl he didn’t need in his life. He needed some good girl, a woman who was pure and kind, someone who would be a good mom to Stevie and Mattie, someone who would give him more babies—maybe a son—and support him at home while he went out to build his business.

He didn’t need the same sort of trouble he’d had with Colby.

I couldn’t stop thinking about her. How much did we have in common? She was a slut, just like me. She slept with men, not because it gave her pleasure, but because she wanted to stop hurting. That’s how it began with me, and then it became a habit. And now…I found myself wondering how she could do that to Dunlap. Every time I was with him, it was as if there’d never been anyone else. It was as if we were the only two people in the world who had found this magical thing, who knew what it was like to be one with each other like that. All the other guys were nothing compared to him.

It frightened me, how much I wanted to be with Dunlap. He frightened me. When he looked at me this certain way, when he stared into my eyes as we moved together, I felt as if nothing bad could ever happen to me again ever again. In the moment it was good, but afterward…it couldn’t last. These things never lasted. He would break my heart, and I would end up alone again. I would end up hurt again. I really didn’t want to be hurt.

“Do you still love her?”

We were in bed on a late Saturday afternoon. The girls were with his sister—a sister who’d flown out to pick them up and take them Orlando for a week. Very convenient, if you asked me.

“Who?”

“Colby. Do you still love her?”

I tried to make the question sound casual, but it wasn’t casual. It was about as far from casual as it could be.

He ran his fingers over the curve of my body, slipping them over my hip and along my ribs, tickling me a little. I elbowed him, moving his hand from my flesh.

“She was my wife. I’ll always love her.”

“But are you still in love with her?”

He sighed softly against my temple. “Are you jealous of a ghost?”

I pulled away, climbing off the bed. He sat up, watching as I snatched a t-shirt over the floor and pulled it over my head.

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