Page 112 of Rule Breakers Fall Hardest

When I pull away, her eyes are dark and sparkling with desire.

With a groan, I release her and back away, forcing myself to join my family in the other room.

My dad looks over at me as I sit on the couch. His lips are set into an amused curl. “Are you done avoiding us?”

I lace my hands behind my head, focusing on the movie Roman has playing. “Yep. For now.”

“You have a kid, Daire.”

My heart clenches, but I keep my expression neutral. “Yep.”

Roman pauses the movie and leans forward. “Holy shit, I’m an uncle.”

I arch a brow. “Just now figuring that out, brother?”

“Hey.” He waves wildly. “We weren’t exactly expecting to see the two of you get out of the car with a whole-ass baby.”

“Fair enough.”

Rosie clears her throat from the archway between the living room and kitchen. “Food’s ready.”

As she turns and walks away, it hits me. I couldn’t have done any of this without her. And I don’t want to do any of this without her.

I’m so fucked.

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ROSIE

The shower runsin the adjacent bathroom. As tired as I am, I should be fast asleep, not thinking about a very naked and wet Daire only a few feet away.

I take a deep breath and start counting backward from one hundred.

I’m only at eighty-seven when the shower cuts off.

An audible whimper leaves my lips.

The bathroom door opens, and a billow of steam wafts out.

I squeeze my eyes closedtight and hold my breath.

I will not look.

I will not look.

I will?—

I look.

Abs for days—slick and wet. I want to run my grubby hands over every inch. I’m salivating for him. ForDaireof all people. Only weeks ago, I still hated his guts, but here we are.

I roll over, forcing myself to resist the temptation to keep staring.

The towel rustles, then it lands with a soft thud on the floor.

God help me.

Pulling the covers up, I burrow down beneath them.

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