He doesn’t say anything, but scrolls through my playlists until he find the Red Hot Chili Peppers and starts my playlist. “Take Me to the Other Side” starts playing.
“I figured this would be worth it. Because you know, this is the song where I first realized you were different.”
My brow creases but I don’t say anything. He takes my hand in his. Our eyes connect, sending a now familiar feeling of warmth through me, but also a shock of electricity that makes me shiver.
Knox lifts his hand, and brushes his calloused finger down my cheek.
“This seemed like a good idea at the time.” He takes something from his pocket and holds it in his fingers, his hand between us.
“Marry me, Avery. I picked out a vintage ring for you, but we can change it if you don’t like it.”
The ring is beautiful, with a cluster of diamonds on a white gold band. It matches the car, Knox, and I love it.
I swallow hard and tears prick the corners of my eyes. Flinging my arms around him, I whisper into his ear say, “Yes! A million times yes! And I love the ring.”
Knox pulls his lips to mine, and we sit in the front seat of his Thunderbird, necking.
Hung
When I decide I want something, I get it. And I want her.
Billionaire Lawson Heywood is ruthless and unforgiving with his business. He's earned the right to be arrogant. With his broad shoulders and panty-dropping charm, he can have any woman he wants.
He sets his sights on a young artist and gets one taste.
A sweet innocent kiss that tempts him for more.
But Skye Simmons isn't going to be a notch on his headboard. She's not interested in his sh*t.
Lawson has no intention of letting this angel slip through his fingers. He won't stop until he has her against his wall, panting and begging for more.