“Baby, you were so young when you lost them. You can’t beat yourself up. Anyone can see that you’ve been and continue to be a great sister to Amber.”
“Thank you. You know, Corey, my mom would’ve loved being a grandmother.” She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath of regret. “I’m going to love being an aunt, that’s for sure.
Corey touched her cheek. She opened her eyes, looking at the concern on his face.
“What’s wrong, Belle? This isn’t just about Amber’s baby, is it?”
He was getting too close to the truth. To my truth. “I don’t want to talk about that right now.”
“Sure you can. I’m here. I want to help.” His tender words were crushing her heart.
She needed to have more courage. It was wrong to keep leading him and Shane on when there could never be a future. They deserved to be fathers. No matter how much she wanted to stay, she couldn’t take that away from them. Shane had made it clear to her that he wanted a serious relationship. Corey, of the two, seemed okay with something more casual. God, if only that was still possible. But she’d led with her heart and gotten in way too deep.
“Corey, this isn’t going to work. You, me, and Shane. It’s just not possible.” The words came out and she instantly wished she could take them back. “I’ve said too much.”
“No. You haven’t said enough.” His tone deepened.
She couldn’t tell him. Not now. It wouldn’t be fair to Shane. She needed to tell them both, face to face. “Tomorrow. I promise I’ll tell you and Shane everything.”
Seeing Corey’s face darken surprised her. “We can talk tomorrow, Belle. But no matter what you have to say, trust me, what we have—you, me, and Shane—it’s not over. Not even close. Not now. Not ever.”
Taken aback by how forceful he was being, she blinked several times. “I thought you wanted something fun but casual. I must’ve misread your intentions.”
“I was willing to keep it casual until right now. Let me show you my new intentions, baby.” He crashed his mouth to hers, devouring her lips. He pulled her in close against his muscled body, and she melted into him, unable to resist.
I shouldn’t do this.
“Does that tell you exactly what my intentions are, sweetheart?” He didn’t wait for an answer, but kissed her again with such urgency it took her breath away.
She’d never seen him like this before, so dominant, so intense. Had her confession that she was ready to end it ignited something possessive inside him, something that wasn’t willing to let her go? She knew it had.
He stripped her of her clothes so fast it made her head spin and her body burn.
It might be selfish of her, but she had to be with him—at least once.
She could feel his hunger on his every breath.
He ripped off his shirt, sending a few buttons to the floor of the truck. In a flash, he was out of his Levi’s. His ten-inch cock was thick and firm.
“I have protection. Don’t worry.”
Her heart seized in her chest. “No.”
A storm erupted on his face. “You don’t want me?”
“Yes.”
“Yes? No?” He cupped her chin. “Which is it?”
“I’m not making any sense, am I?”
“That’s putting it mildly. Nod your head if you want to me to make love to you.”
She nodded with all her might.
“That’s all I need to know.” He grinned, but it didn’t soften the manly force he was exuding from every pore in his muscled body. “Let me get a condom out of my pocket.”
He reached for his jeans and she grabbed his wrist. “No.”