Wild Love (Rose Hill Book 1)

Hear this, Rosie. You are worth every penny. Every fortune. Every investment. Every risk. You are priceless to me.

I definitely don’t hate you, Rosie. Not even close. But I can fuck you like I do if that’s what you need.

Next time you ask me that, make sure you are.”

Are you single

my tears run dry

her fingers curl into sarcastic air quotes—

The door to the bistro jingles when I tug it open.

“I want messy and snarky and…” I peek back over my shoulder at the old barn, transformed into a new office, before turning my gaze back on him. “I want a wild love. I want you, even though you make me want to push you into the lake and break your computer and throw paint all over your pristine floors. I want this feeling I have with you where it hurts to breathe when you get too far away, where my skin itches uncontrollably when you look at me. Where thinking feels overrated because we both know nothing and no one will ever feel like this. Like us.”

“Make him work for it.”

, “No, I think I prefer you with your ass up and your mouth stuffed.”