Page 61 of By His Vow

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Page 61 of By His Vow

“Shit,” I hiss, reaching out and resting my palm on the cool tiles.

I need more than that. More than I’m able to give myself.

More than some random woman can give me.

Without thinking, I look back over my shoulder.

I need her.

Anger surges through me and I slam my palm down on the wall.

I don’t need her.

I don’t fucking need anyone.

I’m Kingston Callahan. I already have every single thing I need.

I did this to secure Warner Group.

This is about business. Nothing else.

It is not about pleasure, or being driven to the brink of insanity by the woman out there or her fucking pussy.

Reaching for the bottle of branded shower gel before me, I angrily scrub myself, desperately trying to remove her scent from my body.

Killing the shower, I reach for a towel and wrap it around my waist.

I walk up to the sink, staring at myself in the mirror.

Lifting my hand, I push my sopping hair back from my brow and have a serious word with myself.Never before have I been so torn over what I want and what I should do.

It’s Friday night, I should be out finding a woman to warm my bed, not jerking off in the shower like a loser over a woman who drives me to the brink of insanity.

Tatum is just another woman.

Okay, so she might be the only one I’ve ever met who’s point-blank turned me down. But she is still just a woman.

She is no more special than any other.

Feeling a little better and more in control, I scoop my clothes from the floor and march out of the bathroom with my head held high.

Everything is great until I turn the corner and see her.

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TATUM

My body burns up as I watch Kingston emerge from the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist and water droplets on his skin.

Fuck. This night just took a very enjoyable turn.

Dropping my eyes down his body, I shamelessly feast on him.

Tanned skin, hard muscles, a scattering of dark hair that directs me down to the towel and what is hiding beneath it.

“I thought you’d passed out,” he mutters, sounding nothing but pissed off with the current situation.

“You should be so lucky,” I sass back, making his expression harden.




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