Page 34 of Forbidden Love

I drank my beer and watched the baseball game unfold in front of me. Kylie would hate it if I talked to her brothers. I wasn’t sure she’d forgive me for that. At the same time, I didn’t want to keep what was happening between us a secret. That didn’t feel right either.

Although I could justify it for a little while longer because I’d stupidly declared us friends after I’d given her what I hoped was an earth-shattering orgasm.

Despite what I’d told Mac, I was conflicted. I didn’t get hung up on a woman ever. I didn’t question what I was doing or seek Mac’s advice. This was new territory for me.

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But tonight, I closed out my tab and headed to my apartment by myself. It wasn’t usual for me to end the night by myself. I used to go to the bar with my friends to have fun and hopefully find someone to hook up with at the end of the night. My apartment was within walking distance and convenient for those times.

I dodged other couples and groups of people clearly out to have a good time. But I wasn’t feeling it.

Not after watching Kylie’s face when she came earlier. All I could think about was her, and nothing Mac said deterred me from my current obsession.

I unlocked the door to my apartment and pushed it open. I always thought my apartment was enough because I worked hard and partied harder, but it wasn’t the right fit for me anymore.

I needed more space. I needed room to breathe. That was what was wrong. I wouldn’t feel better until I’d settled on a property and built the house that would be mine.

When I moved in, everything would settle down again. I wouldn’t feel this unease in my gut. I shook off the voice in the back of my mind that said something or someone would still be missing. Mac lived with Natalie and Delaney, and Sam was building his house with Alice and Maggie.

As I got ready for bed, I convinced myself that a house was a good investment. I could always sell it if I didn’t like it.

When I was lying in bed, the unsettled feeling intensified, and all I could focus on was Kylie, the feel of her under my fingers, and her scent. I fisted my cock and groaned. I wished she were here. I wanted her with a fierceness I’d never experienced before.

I lost myself in the fantasy of Kylie underneath me, her dark hair covering my pillow. Maybe I just needed to have her, get her out of my system, and then everything would go back to normal.

I imagined her breasts, her tan skin, and the cries she’d make when I entered her. I erupted over my hand, wishing Kylie were here. That I was coating her with my cum.

As I came down from that high, I had a feeling one time wouldn’t be enough.

CHAPTER 10

KYLIE

I parked in front of my parents’ house, next to Xander’s truck. The house was a large cabin set apart from the resort, giving it a secluded feel.

I opened the front door and pushed thoughts of Tyler out of my mind.

“Baby Wilde is here,” Xander called as he walked down the hall to me and enveloped me in a hug. It was hard to be mad at him when he’d given me a warm greeting.

“Stop calling me that,” I mumbled against his chest. I wasn’t sure who’d started it, but I hated the nickname with a passion when I was a kid. I hadn’t wanted to be known as the baby of anything.

He ran his knuckle over my scalp. “Never.”

I twisted away from him as my dad greeted me. “Leave your sister alone.”

It was one of the few times my dad was around to referee anything between my brothers and me. When we were younger, he was preoccupied with the business, in a never-ending battle to keep it afloat.

At some point in high school, the business had stabilized, and now that my brothers ran it, my parents could take a step back.

“Retirement looks good on you,” I said to him as we hugged.

“It’s nice to take a step back and leave the business in reliable hands,” Dad said.

I stiffened as we moved into the kitchen, where I kissed my mother’s proffered cheek.

“What’s for dinner?” I asked her.

“When you were kids, someone was always asking what was to eat when they came into the house,” Mom said, her tone filled with affection.

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