Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
At least while everyone was distracted and believed he and Daisy were always doing the right thing, they were left alone, which was exactly what he wanted. He didn’t want people meddling in his business and the truth was, he liked that he and Daisy could just be. At least Simon and Tabitha had allowed that.
He removed his leather cut, followed by his shirt. Within seconds he removed his pants, boxers, and was able to step into the warm water. They loved to come to the lake, and the weather didn’t stop them. There were a few times they stepped into the lake, and they had both screamed as it was so cold. Daisy didn’t like the cold, she’d often wrap her body around him, and it was up to him to protect her.
She didn’t move away, and he advanced toward her. He loved when she was playful.
The moment he was within touching distance, she pulled away with a giggle. Daisy made him chase her, but she was no match for him. Not when he knew what he wanted.
Eventually, he caught her, pulling her into his arms and taking possession of her lips. He was addicted to her mouth, to her kisses, to her lips, to everything.
There was a time growing up, where his father had said his feelings would change for this woman, and he’d want to go out, sow his wild oats. He would see there were a lot of other fish in the sea. Anthony hadn’t believed it. And it never happened. There were no other fish for him. Daisy was his catch of the day, of the week, of the year, of his life. They worked. People didn’t get it, and he didn’t give a fuck.
His feelings for her had only gotten deeper, more intense, and he didn’t want to be without her for a second.
“You caught me,” Daisy said.
“It’s not like you made it hard for me,” he said, pointing out the obvious. “Of course, I’m not going to let you get away from me. That would defeat the purpose.”
“And what purpose is that?”
“You want me, Daisy.” He whispered the words against her temple. “Don’t you?”
She spun around in his arms, wrapping hers around the back of his neck. “Maybe.”
He chuckled. “Now you’re just trying to play hard to get.”
“No, I just know I want you.” She pressed her lips to his. “Always.”
Anthony growled against her neck. “You know what you’re doing to me, don’t you?” Just to be completely clear, he reached for her and pulled her in close so there was no mistaking what he wanted. He heard her sudden gasp as he was hard as rock.
Sinking one of his hands into her hair, he tilted her head back and stared into her eyes. They were the darkest brown, so stunning, so beautiful. Everything about her was amazing. He often caught his breath with how besotted he was with her. He just couldn’t seem to get enough.
“What?” Daisy asked.
“I’m just thinking about how lucky I am.”
She giggled. “You don’t have to say that kind of thing to me. You and I already know we’re a sure thing.”
Anthony wasn’t laughing. “You’ve never been a sure thing to me, Daisy, and I’m never going to take you for granted.” With that, he kissed her.
He knew there was an insecurity to Daisy, one she tried to hide so hard, yet no matter what, couldn’t seem to, at least not to him. He wasn’t even sure if Tabitha ever saw it. At first, as he kissed her, Daisy was tense in his arms, and then, little by little, she began to loosen up. He felt the change within her.
This was his woman. His girl. His everything.
People at the club had once said he would grow out of his obsession with Daisy. How it was just a childish little crush and meant nothing. For a short time, Anthony had waited. He had even tried to not hang out with her. Although that had been hard since Daisy was also one of his best friends as well as Tabitha’s.
Getting away from Daisy hadn’t been easy. However, he had done his best to ignore her, but his feelings for her never went away, never faded. They only continued to get stronger.
Then, one day he realized that all the other people in the club were putting him in the same category as everyone else. They expected him to be like other kids, and the truth was, he wasn’t anything like anyone else. He was his own person. When that happened, he stopped trying to pretend he didn’t love Daisy. This was not an infatuation. It was simple—he had found the love of his life.
He broke from the kiss, but only to trail his lips down her neck, nipping at the pulse he knew drove her crazy. The gasp told him he was exactly where he needed to be.