Wild Curves: A Fake Relationship Short Romance (Wild Heart Mountain: Wild Rider's MC Book 4) by Sadie King

Author:Sadie King [King, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-06T16:00:00+00:00

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ARLO

It's hard to sleep when there’s a pint sized goddess in your spare room. Somehow, I make it through the night without ripping Maggie’s door down and ravishing her. I had a taste of her lips last night, and I’m hungry for more. But she needs time.

I don’t believe I’m nothing to her. The way she kissed me yesterday with hunger and passion told a different story. I need to convince her we’re meant to be together.

Maggie doesn’t realize how damn gorgeous she is. She’s a queen, and today I’m going to treat her like one.

I’m up early to make breakfast, hoping the smell of bacon will lure her out of the spare room. When she doesn’t come out of her room, I make up a tray and take it to her.

“Maggie?”

There’s no response when I knock on the door, so I push it open a crack and call again.

The shower’s running in the adjoining bathroom, so I put the tray down on the bedside table. She’s only slept in here one night, but her scent lingers, icing sugar and sweetness and something feminine and floral.

I’m about to leave when the shower turns off, and a moment later she comes through the bathroom door.

Maggie’s wrapped in a bath towel, her wet hair plastered to her cheeks. Water droplets glisten on her chest, and the mounds of her breasts swell above the line of the towel.

My mouth goes dry as I cast my eyes over her. She might be pint sized, but she’s perfection, her curves bursting out of the towel.

My dick hardens, and I should go. I should turn around and leave and give her privacy. But I’m rooted to the spot. She looks too good to back away from.

“I brought you breakfast.”

She pulls the towel tighter around her chest, causing it to ride up her thighs. If she’s surprised to see me in her room, she doesn’t show it.

I walk to the door, but I can’t leave. I came in here to tell her how I feel, and wrapped in a towel or not, I intend to do just that.

“Maggie, I’m not teasing you. I want you to believe that. I’m not pretending. I want you to be my woman, Maggie. I don’t want to pretend. I want you.”

Her eyes go wide, and pain flashes in them.

“I can’t get involved Arlo,” she says with finality.

“Why? What’s the problem?”

“I can’t get involved with anyone. I want this promotion when it comes up. I’ve worked too hard.”

Relief floods me. If that all she’s worried about, then I can solve that. She doesn’t have to give up her career, but I can tell there are no words that will convince her right now. But maybe my tongue can.

I stride towards her until I’m taking up her space, the flimsy towel all that separates us. Her eyes widen, and her lips part.

My hand runs over her bare shoulder.

“I don’t want you to give up your career. You make the best desserts I’ve ever tasted.

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