Page 54 of The First Best Man

And boy, oh boy, does he give it to me. All of him. Every. Single. Bit.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Tucker

As the sunlowers in the sky, dimming the natural light in the room, I continue to watch Kate as she sleeps off our earlier activities. She’s so beautiful like this, her face slack as she rests, her mane of hair curling with untamed wildness after drying against the pillow.

Today has been the best day in every possible way. Being with Kate like this…

It’s just…amazing.

But it won’t last. It can’t. I’m leaving in a few days, and all of this will be over.

And no matter how on-board Kate was, how adamant she was that I be her first, and that she was fine with the temporariness of our situation, there’s no fucking way the intimacy we’ve shared hasn’t formed a few emotional strings for her.

I’m going to hurt her when I leave.

There’s no getting around it.

Even as mentally prepared for my departure as she was before we fell into bed together, it’s going to sting. I wonder if she’ll regret the choices she made today.

I know I won’t. Shit, does that make me an asshole?

I don’t know, but it changes nothing. I could never regret Kate. She’s perfect in every way, and even now, after three orgasms in just a few hours’ time, I’m still hungry for more.

I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough. That…scares me. Maybe Kate isn’t the one who’s formed an attachment today. Maybe I’m projecting.

Fuck.

I still don’t regret it. I can’t.

Not only has the sex been mind-blowing, but I genuinelylikeKate. It’s not that I haven’t liked my previous sexual partners, but it was more of a superficial thing with them. Kate is different. She’s more. In just a handful of days, she’s crawled under my skin and lodged herself in my chest.

Hell, what’s it going to do tomewhen I leave?

My rambling thoughts cut short when Kate stirs, and I quickly lower my head to my pillow so she won’t catch me watching her sleep. I scoot closer, tugging her against me as she yawns. Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine, and there’s no stopping the smile that curves my lips.

Everything she does makes me happy.

“Hi,” she whispers, and I repeat the same greeting.

I lean in to press my lips to hers, but freeze an inch away when her stomach growls.Loudly.

“Oh, God,” she mumbles, pulling back as her face flushes red.

I follow, not letting her get away that easy, and give her a single, hard kiss before sitting up and smacking her on the ass.

“Come on. Get up so I can feed you.”

Her eyes fly wide, and she sits up in a rush, not noticing as the sheet drops to reveal her gorgeous breasts. My mouth pools with saliva at the sight of them, but I swallow and force my gaze back up to hers as she shakes her head erratically.

“You mean let Miss Ginny feed me? No way. That woman is the biggest gossip on the island. Everyone in town will know what happened between us by tonight.”

“Is that such a bad thing?” I tease, tucking a lock of her wild hair behind her ear. She stutters out a denial, intent on sparing my feelings, but I just laugh, saying, “I was joking. How about this? I’ll go down first and distract Miss Ginny while you make your escape. Then we can meet at the Grill for some dinner.”

“Really?” she asks, her voice timid. “You don’t mind?”

“Of course, not,” I say firmly. “You deserve your privacy, and honestly, it’s kind of hot, being your dirty little secret.”

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