The runaway bride.

eous girl when she doesn

my chest. She looks terrified of whoever she is runn

ciator of beauty. H

ut," she sighs, denying me t

inquire, moving closer to h

r throat as I tower over her even in my sitting position. Her lips pucker

ow. I don't want to put you in

or not to indulge in some dirty deeds while I am with her. Something a

y, t

my skin, giving a sense of relief while a rustle of clothes signals her getting out too. We both glance at each other, an awkward feeling dancing

on my hips,

say. " I hope you don't

lone, I turn to guide myself out of Ryan's construction sit

ng with the softest pressure that makes me stare

okay?" I tell her, pushing her hand off my w

eaving me

me an accusatory look like I am the reason for whatever problem

?" examine, crossing my arms and the girl

ates, then goes back to fidgeting

ve all day,

call me

ha

your ba

your nam

a Hol

er deeply, trying to place her face in my mind. Ho

my hands to my sides. "It was a pleasure to hide

reach hom

art with the goons is often replaced by 'a tumble on the sheets. The girl doesn't stop lo

ay again, but her ne

e, wa

name has me scrounging my brain again for where and how I might ha

th dirt on some parts, the generous tits straining against the material that covers her chest, and the smooth, milk

knowledge that she knows m

my head. "Correct that everybody knows me

ws me," s

ow

dently, then her gaze dips back down when I raise an eyebr

and who doesn't bother replying to her after leaving her alone suddenly. This girl has some guts telling

st to get a reaction from her and true

still not

nows me better than I assumed then, alt

do you

losing her decorated eyes. "This is bad. You do know that

and I don't go hand in hand, unfortunately. And who are you to ask me

ion replacing the worry on her face. I am distracted for a second by her lip

to stay in control. I need to put some distance between thi

s friend. I can't touch her with a ten-foot pole. It wil

know," she drops with

hen. I'm

er, her hands carrying her gown as she drags herself toward me. I take a glanc

fingers attempt to curl around my wrist but fail too because I am larger than her.

I have no interest in having your ch

They will keep an eye on you

handl

don't leav

ck do you wa

instantly, backing a few steps away. Her palm touches her stomach as

." she mutters after a long moment

ling either of those. My brother's the

Instead, her shoulders straightening like she i

ning, right? I need you to help me

ou to dema

dampness in her eyes threatening to morph into tears. "I

until her back collides with a wall behind her. The scent of her perfume grows stronger, causing me to lean in

in her silent admiration of my body, tugging the corner of my lips to a smirk w

slightly open lips, making me do everyt

s a gulp befo

e hate

t. Say some

, she will see the kind man you

uld that be

ediately as if talking about Lizzie gives her as much peace as it gi

. She doesn't seem like th

delight when she frowns upon it. "You're playing a da

ing?" she d

oyed and fascinated by the

t for Lizzie. Please," she pleads

e like that," I

e wh

ur answer to

ks adamantly. "Fate

asn't

her fingers reach for my shirt and s

me while squeezing the ma

le white scars all over her hands which app

y shirt," I demand strongl

et my life back together and his anger dies

hasing us appeared to be terrified of this Casteel person. If I ask, she

not my p

even though her fingers fight to keep me

ird time but she reaches for my hand

a tone of respect. "He will kill me

f her being another body with no life. It reminds me of the night my father died. It reminds me of the

it and then there was Lizzie's sc

nd yet what it lea

he burden of a

ful face with rosy cheeks which now have tears tainting their glow - te

stepping toward her

y thumb, taking her by surprise as she sucks in a breath at my touch. Her skin is

ven bre

and a gleam of hope makes her pupils shine. "...and you'

l take m

use I have

art of me knows that I can't. The thought of her would keep me awake at night, pictures of her br

otect me?" s

er face until it reaches the nape of her neck. I ho

d of blessing. I reach for my phone and dial my manager without moving my

sir," he

ing but can't. I squeeze her neck and feel her pulse calm down under

ng my fingers to draw circ

deep breath, and exhales with h

if it does not affect Lizzie? Will you ke

hat wants to warn her to never doubt my words as I rasp with my mou

f he wants to take you from me, he