Chapter Thirty
Rhett
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Sometimes in life you have to suck it up and wait for that perfect moment. But hell, waiting was killing me. My fingers itched, with this unbearable, uncontrollable need to have her under my fingertips, to tenderly trace her bruising, whilst kissing that heart shaped mouth. She was making me fall like a fool, like some crazy fool with hearts dancing in front of his eyes. But I knew it wasn't that easy. You mess up with a woman like Samantha and you're destined to spend the rest of your life making up for your idiocy.
Now wasn't the right time.
I watched her, my raggedy old shirt wrapped around her petite frame, coming to just above her knees. Even though I wanted her with a heat that scared me, I had to respect that she had business to take care of.
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