CAPTIVATED BY YOU Ã¢â‚¬â€œ Excerpt #1
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If you havenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t read Entwined with You, the below excerpt contains spoilers! Read at your own riskÃ¢â‚¬Â¦
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Ask me to come with you,Ã¢â‚¬ Gideon said.
It was so hard to say no to him. I knew he hated the thought of being apart from me for an entire weekend. I hated it, too. And it was much worse knowing that heÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d worry and be unhappy the whole time.
My smile faded. Ã¢â‚¬Å“I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t. If IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m going to start telling people weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re married, I have to start with Cary, and I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t do that with you around. I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t want him to feel like heÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s on the outside of a life IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m creating with you.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t want to be on the outside either.Ã¢â‚¬
I linked my fingers with his, trying to convey how connected we were and always would be. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Spending private time with friends doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t make us any less of a couple.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“I prefer to spend time with you. YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re the most interesting person I know.Ã¢â‚¬
His words, spoken so matter-of-factually, sent me reeling. Of all the things he could say to meÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ all the ways he could tell me he loved meÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ that was the jackpot right there.
Overcome, I hitched up my skirt and straddled his lap before I realized what I was doing. Cupping his face in my hands, I kissed him desperately, needing to show him how easily he shredded me in all the best ways.
He moaned when I pulled away, his fingers flexing possessively into the curves of my buttocks. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Do that again.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m so hot for you right now,Ã¢â‚¬ I breathed, using the pad of my thumb to rub his lips clean of my gloss.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“ThatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s okay. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m good with that.Ã¢â‚¬
I laughed and pure joy filled me when he smiled in return. Ã¢â‚¬Å“I feel so awesome right now.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Better than you did in the hallway?Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“ThatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s a different kind of awesome.Ã¢â‚¬ My fingertips tap-danced on his shoulders. Ã¢â‚¬Å“That was the best compliment, ace. Especially coming from the Gideon Cross. You meet fascinating people every day.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“And wish theyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d go away so I can get back to you.Ã¢â‚¬
My eyes stung with tears. He made me feel soÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ treasured. Ã¢â‚¬Å“God, I love you. So much it hurts.Ã¢â‚¬
I hugged him tightly and picked up a tremor in his hold that told me how much I affected him, too. I wanted him to feel love all the time, all around him. He deserved it. Needed it.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“I want you to do something for me,Ã¢â‚¬ I murmured.
I smiled against his cheek. Ã¢â‚¬Å“LetÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s have a party.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Great. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll set up the swing.Ã¢â‚¬
Pulling back, I shoved at his shoulder. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Not that kind of party, fiend.Ã¢â‚¬
He sighed. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Bummer.Ã¢â‚¬
The thought of being restrained made me nervous, but that wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t going to stop me from giving my best shot at making all of GideonÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s fantasies reality.
I gave him a wicked smile. Ã¢â‚¬Å“How about I promise the swing in return for the party?Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Ah, now weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re talking.Ã¢â‚¬ He settled back with an indulgent smile. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Tell me what you have in mind.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Booze and friends, yours and mine.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“All right.Ã¢â‚¬ His eyes took on a calculating gleam. Ã¢â‚¬Å“IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll see you your booze and friends, and raise you a quickie in a dark corner somewhere during.Ã¢â‚¬
I swallowed hard. He knew how to get to me, knew how much I wanted him when he was relaxed and enjoying himself, how much I wanted to stake my claim on him in the most immediate and primal way possible.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“You drive a hard bargain,Ã¢â‚¬ I said.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Exactly my intention.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Okay, then.Ã¢â‚¬ I licked my lips. Ã¢â‚¬Å“IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll see you your quickie, and raise you a hand job under the table.Ã¢â‚¬
His brows rose. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Clothed,Ã¢â‚¬ he countered.
I hummed softly in disagreement. Ã¢â‚¬Å“I think you need to revisit and revise, Mr. Cross.Ã¢â‚¬
Ã¢â‚¬Å“I think youÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll need to work harder to convince me, Mrs. Cross.Ã¢â‚¬
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