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The couch was large, but so was Cole. He took up so much space that we were always sort of touching.
And I loved it. The comfort of his proximity helped push aside all the bullshit of the day.
Eventually, I leaned into him, my body sagging against his.
As I read, I soaked up his warmth and let his strength anchor me.
He knit, a peacefulness settling over my little cabin. Our little cabin—what was mine was now his, after all.
As my eyes drooped, I knew I’d be paying for staying up too late if I didn’t get to sleep.
“I need to go to bed.” I stood and stretched wide.
As I turned, ready to head down the hall, he caught my hand, garnering my attention.
Even sitting, he was almost at my eye level. Slowly, he turned my wrist. Then he angled closer and gently pressed his lips to my pulse point.
I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t speak. That simple gesture had my entire body screaming with pent-up desire.
He looked up at me, his lips inches from my skin, his dark eyes molten.
The look sent a shiver down my spine.
People tended to underestimate Cole, write him off as unserious or a clown.
But he possessed this intensity, this focus. And the closer we got, the more I saw of it.
My skin was on fire where his rough fingers touched me, and my insides were heating up too. I swore a primal need flashed in his eyes, causing my breath to hitch as I struggled to understand the sensations pummeling me from such minimal contact.
As quickly as desire hit, panic replaced it. Why was he holding my hand and looking at me like that? This was wrong. But was it? A wrist kiss was hardly a display of desire. Though with the way he watched me, it certainly felt like it was. The feel of his lips on my skin was not something I’d ever forget. Never mind the fire in his eyes.
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“Emmersyn,” I greet her, my voice coming out gruffer than I intended.
“Caleb,” she responds, her lips curving into a slight, almost challenging smile. The years might have changed us both, but the chemistry—that electric pull between us—is still very much alive.
When I agreed to marry her, I didn’t think about anything beyond what she was offering. If I’d taken a minute to really consider what I was getting myself into . . . well, things might have turned out differently. We didn’t marry for love. There wasn’t even any physical attraction—at least, that’s what I told myself. It was just convenient at the time. But convenience screwed me over in more ways than I care to count. That’s not going to happen again. Not this time.
Why did it screw me over? Because as soon as we were married, I realized the chemistry between us was explosive. We were like two volatile elements, and when combined, we didn’t just ignite—we detonated. Sometimes, the explosion was vibrant and thrilling, like when we kissed. Those kisses . . . they weren’t just sparks. They were all-consuming, the kind that left me breathless and wanting more, even when I knew better. Other times, the explosion was more like a nuclear meltdown, especially when we couldn’t see eye to eye. Our fights? They were legendary, the kind that left destruction in their wake.
Ethan, sensing the charged atmosphere, gives me a nod. “I’ll leave you two to it,” he says, but not before adding with a smirk, “The box of condoms is in the bathroom.”
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