Todos los capítulos de Love Bet: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 87

Claire’s POVI was not blind.I noticed things.I knew when people were watching me, when someone’s attention lingered just a little too long.I had spent my entire life thinking Luke never looked at me that way.That to him, I was just Travis’s little sister, the annoying one, the one he tolerated but never really saw.But now?Now I wasn’t so sure.Because standing alone with him in the dim light of the storage shed, his hands gripping my waist, his breathing heavier than usualI realized I had been wrong.So fucking wrong.It had started so simply.Just me, being stubborn, refusing to wait for help like a rational person.The blankets were on the top shelf, and the only way to reach them was to climb onto the old wooden stool in the corner.Simple.Except it wasn’t.Because the second I stretched too far, the stool wobbled, and just as my balance tilted dangerously to the sideA strong hand gripped my hip, yanking me back.Hard.Fast.Straight into Luke fucking Carter’s chest."Jes

Travis’s POVShe was asleep in my arms.Her body soft, warm, completely tangled with mine, her fingers still loosely resting on my chest, like she couldn’t bear to let go even in sleep.I had never felt more at home than I did in this moment.Because this was it.This was what I had been missing my entire fucking life.Not just the sex, not just the passion, not just the way she completely unraveled for me.But this.The quiet.The peace.The absolute certainty that she was mine, and I was hers, and there was nothing in the fucking world that could change that.I brushed a hand through her hair, my fingers tracing lazy circles against the bare skin of her back, just feeling her.I had never wanted anything more than I wanted forever with her.She had no idea.No idea how many times I had imagined her walking down an aisle toward me.No idea how many times I had thought about waking up to her every morning, for the rest of my fucking life.No idea how deep she had carved herself into m

Sophia’s POVI had never imagined myself as a bride.Never pictured trying on dresses, picking out flowers, debating cake flavors.But now?Now, I was sitting in my own home, surrounded by the people I loved, planning the one thing I never thought I’d want.I wanted this.I wanted every single part of it."Okay, so let’s get to the important question," Leah started, leaning forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "What’s the dress situation?"I exhaled, running my fingers along the edge of my wine glass."I already know which one I want."That got their attention."You do?" Claire asked, her brows lifting. "Already?""Yeah.""Wait" Leah’s eyes narrowed. "When did this happen? I don’t remember you trying on any dresses.""Because I didn’t," I admitted. "I saw it before the accident. That day we went shopping. It was in a boutique window. The champagne-colored one."There was a pause, and then"Oh my God," Claire whispered. "You’re serious."I nodded. "Completely."I still remembered

Sophia’s POVLife had a funny way of giving you exactly what you never knew you needed.A year ago, I never would have imagined this.Never would have imagined waking up in a house I built with the love of my life, carrying his child, surrounded by the closest thing to family I had ever known.And now?Now, my belly was rounder, my heart was fuller, and my life?Perfect."Sweetheart, you’re not supposed to be carrying that."I rolled my eyes as Travis practically teleported across the kitchen, snatching the grocery bag out of my hands before I even had a chance to set it down."Travis," I sighed. "It’s just vegetables.""It’s weight," he corrected, placing the bag on the counter like it had personally offended him. "You’re not supposed to lift shit anymore.""It’s not shit. It’s food.""Doesn’t matter. You tell me when you need something. You don’t move a muscle."I stared at him.He stared back.If I wasn’t completely and utterly in love with this overprotective, infuriatingly doting