Page 102 of Rulebreaker
“It’s seven twenty-four,” he says.
“I know.” I wiggle my ring finger at him. “And as much as I love kissing you, I have things to do.”
“Such as?”
“Such as calling all my girlfriends and telling them we’reengaged!” I grin and spin away from him, reaching for my phone.
He chuckles. “Well, then, by all means… but you only have five minutes.”
“The limo can wait,” I laugh.
“Yes, but Jean-Michel and Tiff may not.”
I roll my eyes. “We just got engaged–Jean-Michel needs to cool his jets!”
Then I hit the speed dial for Sandy’s number.
EPILOGUE
Briar
“Briar and Westsitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n—ow!”
I react without really thinking, turning and punching my brother in the gut.
“Asshole,” I mutter as he grips his stomach and acts like my blow really hurt.
Spoiler alert–it didn’t.
It couldn’t.
Because Dash is a big lug with muscles upon muscles and I can’t possibly punch him hard enough to actually hurt.
West chuckles from next to me and I shiver–we’ve come close…oh so close to sleeping together.
The kisses. The touches. The way his big, strong body presses to mine.
Our last date turned into a sleepover…one I finally intended to take all the way.
But I wasn’t ready.
And he felt it, stopping me when I would have pushedthrough, gently cupping my cheek and telling me, “We have plenty of time.”
We do.
And we don’t.
Because we’re new, but I also know exactly how fragile life is.
Tonight especially, considering that we’re observing Colt’s birthday. Gone too soon, leaving a huge hole inside all of us.
So why have I been so hesitant with West?
With the men who came before.
Hell, who am I kidding? There weren’t any men between Frankie’s father and West. I was too heartbroken and too stressed with having a newborn and making a cross-country move and then starting a brand new job with Atlas’s company and knowing that I owed it to him to give him my absolute best effort.
Then Royal’s accident.
