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My mind buzzed. I didn’t want to fuck her. I wanted to make love to her, and in the back of the limo, right now, wasn’t the place for that.
With her lips pressed against me and her body holding me, desire coursed through me. My hands cupped her breasts then traced her panties. And her perfume wafted up my nose.
The limo stopped, and I moved to get my cock under control. She held her waist like I’d offended her. Once I was sure I wouldn’t paw her again, I swallowed air. “We’re at the hotel.”
Her head went down, and she closed her eyes. “I wasn’t ready to stop.”
Me either. My body revolted against my mind. However, she jumped out the door. I followed, rubbing the back of my neck.
Denying both of us wasn’t something I'd planned. She stomped to the door, but I followed and reached for her hand. She seemed startled, her eyes wide.
“I need to take my time with you, Kendal. Rushing is bad for us.”
She put her hand in my face and shook her head. “You don’t know anything, Joel, so stop making decisions for me.”
My spine froze. I hadn’t meant to hurt her. As the door closed behind me, I wasn’t sure if I'd done the right thing at all.
First things first, I needed to what I'd come here to do, then my mission was one hundred percent getting Kendal to be with me forever.
ChapterSeventeen
Kendal
My head spun round and round, going over last night and this morning. I'd woken up alone, and the sun was shining in the open window. I rubbed my scalp and headed in to brush my teeth.
It’s time to get my head on straight.This thought swirled in my head, but my father was out of jail. Every second of my life right now was on borrowed time, and Joel was a distraction—fun, tempting, but out of my league.
He didn't want me.My skin buzzed at the thought. I finished cleaning up, but Joel was exactly what was bothering me.
I needed to get out of here because of him. So I checked our hotel room. My mom still wasn’t in, but I smelled her floral perfume, so she had been recently. I dressed and decided to confront Joel.
His touch set me on fire. It was better to protect my heart from any risk. My lips still tingled from that kiss, though. If he’d taken me, I was sure my entire body would be buzzing.
No need to think about last night. My goose bumps on my arms needed to be ignored. I crossed the small hall. However, as I made it to his door, my phone vibrated. Broken Eagle Garage was calling—they would have news, so I returned to my room.
“How is my car?”
“Almost done,” Wes said.
My heart pounded. I now had a way to get out and never be found. Hope continued to float in the wind.
I headed back to the hall, and this time, I knocked on the door. My mother called out, “Come in.”
My gaze narrowed. She was here? I walked in and saw my mother and Joel on his patio with a huge breakfast order as they sipped on tea.
I blinked and joined them. “Joel, Mom, what’s this?”
My mother said, “Breakfast. You were sleeping.” She motioned toward the carafes of tea and coffee. “Did you have a good time?”
“We had fun,” I said and chose the coffee. It seemed my mother was different today. I slumped in my seat, unsure how I would tell Joel I was leaving now.
My mother’s plate was empty. “Good. You never fit in the time to kick your heels back.”
“There was time.”
“You have it now, along with this nice boy of yours. I’m going to volunteer at the food kitchen today.”
My eyes widened. Joel had no idea about my father or his prison stint. My heart caught in my throat. She moved to get up, but I took her hand and asked, “Are you sure?”
