The Trouble With Us: A Second Chance Love Triangle (The Forbidden Love 2)

My lips fall onto hers, tasting her tongue with a sense of urgency.

“Always the daredevil,” I tease, lifting her dress and pushing her against the wall. I clutch her panties into my fist, sliding it aside while she unbuckles my belt and pulls my boxers and pants down. Without any hesitation, I slide myself in, groaning at the warm sensations wrapping my cock.

“It’s why you’ve always loved me,” she moans, her body begging for more.

I still my movements, catching my breath while I stare deeply into her eyes. Slowly, I ease my mouth onto hers without the rush. As I come up for air, I run my thumb along her bottom lip.

“And I will

always love you. This is what I want…” I trail off, pumping into her, watching her crumble beneath my touch. “No one else will ever make me feel the way you do.”

“Then own me,” she begs, moving faster. “Own all of me because I’m all yours, Will. I always have been.”

And as our bodies become one, we both come together.

A beautiful finish with the woman who owns me.

Amelia Edwards.

Soon to be Romano if everything goes to plan.

27

WILL

The last time I visited LA was the weekend when everything changed between Amelia and me.

A moment engrained in my memory when I realized I’d fallen too deep to the point it terrified me.

We’re standing outside the Edwards’ family home. It brings back not only the memory of that time but of my childhood, young adult years—so many times I’d visited and felt like this was my second home.

A lot of that was because of Charlie. She’d always welcomed me with open arms; however, this trip is different.

Amelia squeezes my hand as we both stand outside the door.

“It’s going to be okay,” she assures me.

I nod, not sure what to say. Did I think it would be okay? I had no idea what to expect. Just because Lex agreed to the takeover doesn’t mean it was the so-called olive branch Amelia mentioned last night.

Amelia opens the door and calls out. Charlie comes down the stairs, excited to see us with a welcoming smile on her face. She hugs her daughter, then turns to me, caressing my cheek before we embrace.

“Where are Addy and Alexa?”

“Addy is at a friend’s house, and Alexa went on a last-minute trip to Palm Springs with her best friend and her family.”

Amelia’s lips press into a grimace. “Well, that’s a shame I don’t get to spend time with her.”

“I know, honey. I’m sure you’ll feel better once you see what I baked.”

“And your fancy new coffee machine?” Amelia claps her hands with excitement. She turns to face me. “You have to try the coffee. Best I’ve ever had.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” I grin, then glance at Charlie with knowing eyes, unable to ask the question but knew she could read my mind.

“He’s in his office.”

Amelia places her hand on my arm. “I’m proud of you.”

The two of them disappear to the kitchen but not before Amelia turns back to give me a reassuring smile. I take the steps down the long hallway, admiring the familiarity of the artwork and photographs hung on the wall.