Se connecterHunter's POVAfter I put Chelsea to bed, I can't sleep. I've been staring up at my ceiling for the last half hour thinking about her tired eyes... and trying hard as hell not to think of the soft flesh of her legs when I pulled her jeans off her body.Not that I don't want to sleep. I just wish I had Chelsea in my arms. I'm pretty sure I'd sleep if she was here next to me. But right now, my big bed is too fucking empty. It doesn't smell like coconuts like her. There's not warmth for me to hold. There are not lips for me to kiss. No body for me to worship. I wanted to carry her up to my bed so she could stay with me.But I can't do that. I've barely made it to something close to forgiveness for being a jackass. It doesn't matter if I kissed her senseless. I still need to earn her affection. And as much as I hate to admit it, I want her to need me. I want her to choose me!The thing is, I'm not even wanting sex right now. I just want to hold her. She's not the only one exhausted tonight
I sigh. "For everything. First off, I'm sorry for calling you in today when it was your day off," I mumble. "You've been working yourself sick, and I know your drained. You needed to rest, and yet, here you are, helping me with Tinsley and Sandra."She shakes her head. "It's fine. Sandra needed help, and you seemed a little overwhelmed today. I'm happy to help," she says with a gentle smile."Be that as it may, I'm sorry you didn't get your day off. I'm also sorry about our fight earlier. The thing is... I've never been jealous like this," I mumble, finally letting the truth spill from my lips.I need her to know the whole truth if I'm ever going to get anywhere with her. This epiphany hit me on the way home. I've been spinning in circles because of all the miscommunication.Chelsea gives me a suspicious look, and maybe I deserve it. "What do you mean your jealous?" her demand is soft, but no less straight to the point."Just that... I... The moment you walked into this house, I was s
Hunter's POVChelsea stayed today. She didn't have to. She could've gone home, or back to her date, but she didn't! She stayed with me and helped take care of Tinsley.I was with them the whole time. I couldn't not be. I'm getting addicted to her presence. To her warmth and sweetness. Her coconut scent is filling my head and finding the hollow place in my heart. Her smile has me enchanted in ways I've never experienced.I was there for lunch and helped make the Mac & Cheese while Chels cut up pieces of fruit."You need any help over there?" Chelsea teased me as the water boiled over because my eyes were focused on her ass and not on the pot."I know how to make macaroni and cheese," I grumble, blushing in embarrassment, trying to cover up my mistake.Chelsea giggled. "If you say so. Tin-Tin? Does Uncle Hunty make you mac n' cheese for lunch?""Hunty cheese," Tinsley giggled, patting her tiny tray."See, my niece believes in me!" I chuckle sending a wink to Tinsley, hoping to deflect m
"Yeah, we know, man. You're not that shallow. But she is. Just a heads up, dude. You may need to take more direct approach with her," he sighs in exasperation. "I've thought about tying her up to a pole and just leaving her there, but then she'd still be yelling at us!"I groan. "I thought I was taking the direct approach! Were the cops and restraining order not enough? But thanks for letting me know. I gotta go. See ya soon," I mumble."Yeah, have a good weekend, Hunt!" he chuckled.Then I hang up. I take a minute to reign in my temper. I want to march right back to Portia and set the record straight, only she's already off my site. And if I'm not mistaken, I'll probably be seeing her again next week.That's a problem for later. Right now, though, I need to get home to a beautiful brunette with silver eyes.The whole way home I'm gritting my teeth, trying to figure out what the hell to do about my situation. I've already got a fucking restraining order against her, and it's done exac
Hunter's POVExasperation runs through my veins at the useless morning. The only thing I'm glad about is that Chelsea is at home. In fact, the anxiety tightening in my chest loosens just a notch knowing that she'll be at home waiting for me...Well, that might be a stretch. She might be waiting for me to get home, but it's most likely she's waiting for me so she can go back home herself. Either way, her presence in my home is starting to make my home feel a lot more... like home.I'm so pissed this whole 'emergency' Mark was worried about turned out to be bullshit. I wonder if I was summoned here just for his daughter to play with. To be honest, I wouldn't put it past him. Every time I tell Portia to leave my site, he brings her back like she's some sort of package deal!Mark seemed pleased with the idea of Portia and me together. There is just one problem in that equations. I hate her. I can't fucking stand the bitch and if she tries to touch me one more time, I'm going to fucking sl
But I'm not having any of it. "If you are so good at making mistakes, I'm going to give your job to a younger man, Mark. Justin is just waiting for one more screw up and it's all his!" I inform the man.Mark pales and gasps, shaking his head in refusal. "You can't! This is my job! Your father... he said this position is mine!"I'm going to have a few words with my father. You see, he doesn't have a say in MY company. He can do whatever the hell he wants with HIS business, but Campbell Construction is MINE!"Listen carefully, Mark! I don't give a shit what my dad promised you! He is not the boss. YOU are not the boss! I'M THE FUCKING BOSS! THIS IS MY COMPANY AND IF YOU DON'T FOLLOW MY RULES YOU ARE FIRED!" I snarl, finally having enough of his shit.Right now, I have it set that Justin will take over Campbell Construction, but I can also use him to replace my foreman, it'd be good practice for him until I decide I've had enough and want to retire from the glorious life of a CEO. I neve
Sam's POV"It's gonna be okay, girl. I'm here with you now," Marcie tries to cheer me up. "And just look around... We've got a nice room... A television to keep us entertained if we run out of things to talk about... We've even got a mini-fridge full of booze," she smirks pulling out a mini bottle
"Ares... I can't... I..." I sob out."Shh... Sammy, I've got you. He is never going to touch you ever again!" He whispers, running his nose along the length of mine. "He's in jail, baby. And with the doctor's notes, we can put him away for a long time!""I feel so... dirty," I mumble."Hey! None of
Ares POVI wake up before the sun is even up. An unfamiliar sound stirs my mind. A low murmur. Then a sensation fills my mind with pleasure and my cock twitches... It's warm and wet... and so damn hard... Not uncommon... but this time it's different.I crack my eyes open to see my woman laying in m
“Babe, I swear I tried to talk him out of it! He just won’t listened! Damn stubborn man!” she fumed. “If you need, I’ll kick his ass for you and you can go right back to bed. I heard what happened with John, and oh my God, I’m gonna kill the bastard! Don’t worry, he’ll never get to you again!”And







