I nod. “I want to marry you and have more babies with you and live happily ever after with you Carter.”
He kisses me hard on the lips and I couldn’t be happier. I never thought that I could be this happy. None of us did. Our lives started out so crappy. But somehow, we came back together and became a family, all under one roof taking care of each other.
“I’ll marry you under one condition,” he says.
I smirk. “Oh? I don’t think you are in any position to be making demands.”
“I think that’s exactly where I am.” He kisses me again and he knows I would give him anything.
“I’ll marry you if you promise to never stop hating me as much as you love me. I’m not sure I could ever give up our rough, love to hate you sex sessions.”
I grin. “I think I can give you that,” I say, half lying. There is no way I can hate Carter, but pretending that I hate him is easy. I’ve had years of practice hating him. I’ll spend eternity loving and hating him.
The End
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Heart of a Prick
I need a man.
I've got this relaxing thing on the beach down. The bartender is wrapped around my finger, bringing me drinks the second mine is remotely empty. Now I just need a man in my bed for the week, and I'll be all set.
Not just any man will do though.
I want wild animal se
x.
The kind that involve tying each other up and spanking and all things kinky. The kind that no guy back home would dare to do.
Really I need a distraction. Someone to make me forget about all my troubles waiting for me when I get back home. Trouble that I have no idea how to get out of. I'm not even sure how to stay alive.
There are plenty of hot men at this resort just waiting to serve as a perfect distraction.
But how do I find a guy who will give in to all my darkest desires?
***Heart of a Prick is a standalone romance
1
Skye
Him, him, definitely him, not him, so hot, gross, him, him.
My mind scans all the men within eyesight as I lie on my chaise lounger by the pool at my all-inclusive resort in the Bahamas. I’m here for exactly seven days, and I plan on making the most of it. That means men. Lots and lots of men. Lots of sex. And zero thoughts about my real life, which has taken a turn for the worse recently. This week is all about relaxing and having a good time while I do it.
I take a sip of my piña colada. I’ve got the relaxing thing down. I have my chaise lounger, I have a bartender wrapped around my finger, bringing me drinks as soon as my glass is empty, and I’m surrounded by some of the most beautiful scenery in the world. I just need to find a man for the week, and then I’ll be all set.
The problem is finding one that will fit my needs for this week. I want wild animal sex. The kind that involves tying each other up and spanking and all things kinky. The kind that no guy back home would dare to do.
I just don’t know how to find that guy. There are plenty of hot men at this resort. And plenty that seem single. But how do I find a guy who will give in to all my darkest desires?
“Another, Miss Skye?” my favorite bartender asks as he holds out another piña colada to me.
I grin behind my sunglasses and large hat. “Thank you, Bayron.” I take the drink from him.