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"Like crazy crazy?"

"I mean, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy."

She starts laughing. "Okay, now you have got me very, very interested. I will see you in thirty minutes."

"Yeah, I'll be there. Thanks, Lila. I really appreciate everything."

"You're welcome," she says. "I am excited to see how this goes."

"I am, tool. I just hope I don't regret it." I hang up the phone and rub my forehead. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. The whole point of getting the makeover was to get Remington to notice me, but he's already noticed me. And while it had been a bit of a fairytale, it hadn't been the fairytale I'd had in my subconscious. He didn't taken one look at me naked and fell on his knees and begged me to marry him. He didn't tell me that I was the most beautiful woman in the world. He didn't tell me he loved me and had harbored feelings for me forever. He didn't say any of that. I mean, not that I actually expected that to happen, but if it was a book I was writing, that's what I would've wanted to have happened.

But life is not the books, Juniper.That's why you're writing a romantasy, because true love is a fantasy.

I walk into the closet and pick out a white dress. I might as well wear something feminine if I'm going to blossom into a swan. I stare at my reflection in the mirror and apply some pink blusher and bright red lipstick to my face. I don't look half bad. I don't look like the ugly duckling I always assumed I was before. Maybe it's because I'm seeing myself differently now. Maybe it's because even though Remington Parker didn't tell me he was in love with me, he was definitely attracted to me. Even if itwas just sexually, there was magnetism between us. There was something.

I feel my nerves buzzing, the excitement racing through me. I may not have gotten Remington Parker to commit to me, but I have made him come, and that made me feel powerful. And if I am honest with myself, I loved every moment of it.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Remington

The sun is bright and the sky is blue, with no clouds. I'm walking down the sandy beach, the turquoise sea looking just as gorgeous as it did in the photos. And there she stands, wading in the water. She's smiling and laughing at something. "Hey, Juniper," I call out as I head into the water. She turns to me, her eyes bright and happy. "Where have you been?”

“I've been waiting for you," she says, as she comes running towards me. She jumps up into my arms and wraps her arms and legs around me. I give her a deep kiss.

"I didn't know you were going to be nude today," I ask her, feeling the crush of her breasts against my chest.

"It is a nude beach. I figure we should always be nude." She grins. "I mean, how often do we get to be naked in the ocean?"

"I guess not very often," I say. "I want you right here, right now."

"And I want you, too." She reaches down and pulls my cock out of my boxers. "Take me, Remington, right here in the ocean. Let us be one."

I stare into her eyes and kiss her. She spreads her legs wide, and I guide my cock inside of her. She feels like a million bucks, tight and sweet, and she moans against my lips as we thrash back and forth in the water. I take her hard and fast. "You're the best lover I've ever had." She moans and screams.

"That's because I'm the only lover you've ever had." She giggles, leaning back and up into my eyes. "I'm so glad I waited for you, Remington. You're the best. The best boss I've ever had. The best lover, the best friend, the best everything."

"Do you think I'm the best father? I say.

"Of course." She strokes the side of my face. "Canyon thinks you're the best father, and so does little Elijah."

"He does, doesn't he? Should we go back to the room and see what they're doing?"

"Only if we make love on the sand first," she says, laughing without a care in the world. I carry her to the sand and lay her down on the beach towel. "Take me, Remington. Take me."

"But don't you want it to be special?" I'm frowning now. And her face is contorting.

"This is special."

"No, it's not," I say. “It's not special. It's not what you want. It's not good enough for you."

"Take me, Remington. Don't you want me? Don't you want this juicy, luscious pussy? Take me."

"I do, but..." There's sweat rolling down my face as my eyes fly open. I rub my forehead and sit straight up in the bed.Fuck, I think to myself. I just had the sexiest dream about Juniper Hardman that I'd ever had in my life. It felt so real. Being inside of her felt so real. "And who the fuck is Elijah?" I mumble to myself as I turn on a light.

I jump out of bed and head to the bathroom so I can splash water on my face. I've never had a dream like that before in my life. I don't know what's come over me. I take a deep breath andhead down the hall. I peek into Canyon’s room and see that she's sleeping peacefully in her bed. I'm so glad that the furniture has arrived and that her room is looking like a little girl's room for once.

I head into the kitchen, open the fridge, and grab a bottle of iced tea and take a sip. I head over to the couch and turn on the TV. It's 3:00 in the morning, and all I want to do is call Juniper and see if she's still mad at me. But I won't because today is Sunday, and I know she has a date with Marco. I know she'll think I'm trying to sabotage her if I call her this early in the morning, even though all I really want to do is just speak to her.

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