Page 146 of Exes and Oh Hell No

Then I kiss her—hard.

My hands slide to her ass, gripping tight as I yank her against my hard dick.

A warning for what’s coming later.

She moans, grinding against me.

I smirk, pulling back. “Hold that thought, baby.”

She growls.

It’s the cutest fucking sound I’ve ever heard.

But my attention snaps back to Jeffrey as he groans, his eyes flying open.

Everything goes red.

I stalk forward, my thoughts rolling too fast to separate.

I wait until he sits up.

Then—I press my knee into his back, wrap my arms around his neck, and snap it.

The crack echoes from the trees surrounding us.

The sound is final.

It’s done.

His body slumps to the ground, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle.

I stare down at him, flexing my hands.

Then I look at Harper.

I expect to see horror, fear, or disgust on her face.

I’m shocked when I don’t see it.

Instead, there’s pride.

Love.

Complete and utter acceptance.

I turn to her, stunned by this badass woman.

She still looks at me the same way shealwayshas.

Like I’m the only man in the world.

Her hands lift over her chest, forming a heart.

“I love you,” she says, voice strong.

Certain.

Unshaken.

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