Chapter 12: Not In The Mood, Chloe
Roman
I didn’t mean to kiss her—at least not like that. Not with her moaning into my mouth and my hands itching to rip her bikini off in broad daylight.
But the moment she had walked out of the house in that scandalous collection of red strings, I'd lost all f*****g restraint.
I didn’t care that Emily was giggling just a few feet away.
I wanted to tear that bikini off her and claim her in front of the whole goddamn world.
All my promises and good intentions went up in flames.
I wanted to corner her against the pool wall and f**k her hard, not caring if her entire f*****g family was watching.
There was nothing fake about that kiss. Not a damn thing. I wanted her.
I still want her. Badly.
And I know she felt it too.
That’s the part that scar
