Page 13 of Double or Nothing

“He’s going to kill you for that,” Kat tells me as we walk inside.

Not wanting to waste a minute, I tear my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. “He wants her, and she’s an idiot if she doesn’t want him.”

My lips meet hers in a quick, desperate kiss. “Did you have fun tonight, Kitty Kat?”

Her fingers work the buckle on my belt. “Mm-hmm. Know what my favorite part was?”

I quirk an eyebrow. “This?”

“When you got all jealous over that guy touching me.” She pulls the belt out of its loops and tosses it to the side.

“I wasn’t jealous. I just…”

Her hot breath tickles my neck. “Yes, you were. And it was so hot.”

Lips touch my skin. Her tongue licking its way down to my collarbone.

“You’re mine, Kat. I don’t want anyone touching what’s mine.”

One touch. One taste. They’ll realize what goddamn perfection she is and…

I could lose her.

The idea of that is always in the back of my head. It’s why I work so hard on my music, why I try to make myself better. Because fuck… one day she’s going to realize she deserves better. Hell, even hat she can do better.

If I can stop that day from coming – I will. I will do whatever I can to prevent it.

I hoist her up, her legs wrapping around my waist.

“I’m all yours, baby,” she tells me.

There’s something about this moment. Something that makes me want to turn this hot and heavy thing we were about to start into something more sweet – more tender.

I carry her naked body to the bed, gently lying her down. I hover over her, my lips barely brushing hers. “I love you, Kat. More than anything.”

Her hands fist the sheets at her side as I slowly slide into her. This right here, the feel of her beneath me, it feels like forever. I want to grow old with this girl. I want her to be my one and only. And for her to be mine.

Kathryn Keller and I belong together – a perfect fit.

Chapter 9

Sutton

A tall man with silvering hair approaches the trailer. He doesn’t quite fit the profile of a cop or anything menacing, but he sure as hell looks like he’s here on business.

“Can I help you?” I ask before he gets too close.

“I’m looking for Sutton Cole. You’re him?”

I shrug. “Maybe.”

“Bad boy with a chip on his shoulder. Perfect.”

Coming to a stop, I stand fully erect. “What do you want?”

“Like I said, looking for Sutton Cole.”

“You found him. Now, what do you want?”

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