Daughter Trilogy Bundle by C.M. Owens

a third time... today.
    "Can I go back with you?" he asks so sweetly.
    Yes .
    "No.  Weddings are a really bad idea.  It's an intimate setting that pushes the endorphins into overdrive.  Falsified closeness emerges, and before you know it … let's just keep this casual.  I like this, but I'm not ready for it to go any further."
    "I'm not done trying to change your mind about this," he murmurs in his smoldering tone, and I almost hope he doesn't give up.
    I need a date, but I'm not ready to be at a wedding with someone as incredible as him.  I'll fall apart at the seams for this man.  I already have.
    I quickly remove myself from his tempting, daring eyes before I melt.  He follows me into the room, and I move to the large bathroom I had avoided the last time I was here.
    The white room resembles the rest of the house.  The cold tile is smooth as my bare feet glide against it.
    I shut the door, and start trying to make myself more presentable.  The closest thing I can find to a hairbrush is a small comb, but I make it work.
    Smart sluts carry makeup bags everywhere.  Now I know why.
    I rush through throwing on my clothes, and I finally walk back out to see Devin fully dressed.
    Crap .
    I wish he didn't look so sexy.  I swear he pulls off the quick-dressed look better than anyone in history.
    "I'm walking you down with my clothes on this time," he says with a smirk.
    I smile bashfully and grab my purse.  "I won't fight you on it this time."
    "I definitely like Adisia better," he murmurs softly while leaning over to kiss me.
    Oh, his lips taste so incredible.  His mouth is the perfect shape adhering to mine.  I can feel his sweet tongue raising hell suddenly as his gentle grip becomes almost painful in the best way.
    The moment of retreat turns into a moment of flooding desire.  My shirt hits the ground before I even realize he's unbuttoning it.  He cups my face in his hand as he slides me on top of the bed and falls between my parted legs.
    He pushes my skirt up over my hips, and his hand slides down to find my underwear for the second time today.  I shouldn't have bothered putting them back on until I got out of here.
    Oh, why am I doing this again?
    He kisses me, and I realize it's because I have no frigging choice.  I want him.  Hell, I damn near need him, and my body isn't taking no for an answer.  I feel alive and so different when I'm with him.
    What is he doing to me?
     
    "Okay.  I really do have to go this time.  I'll talk to you later?" I ask hopefully while slipping the sheet out from around me again.
    He smiles as he pulls me into his embrace, my attempted retreat halted as his lips slowly slide across mine.
    "Oh, you can count on it.  I have your number," he seduces with a wink.
    I laugh a little.
    "That shouldn't surprise me."
    I climb up and once again pull on my clothes.  I start refilling my purse with the violently spilled contents on his floor.  I almost laugh at the mace I carry around in case some crazy guy stalks me.  Here I am making love to a crazy stalker.
    He's standing in front of me when I stand back up, and I swallow hard as my eyes fall on his incredibly sculpted body.  His lines are so defined, and he's just the right shade of perfection.
    His lips find mine, and I quickly turn it into a short kiss.
    "No tricking me this time," I say playfully.
    He laughs a little and pulls his shirt on.  How did he get his jeans on so quickly?
    He puts his shoes on before walking me to the elevator, and I catch myself staring at him until the doors open.  He smirks when he catches my hypnotized gaze, and my cheeks flush again.
    I'm grateful the doors open for us to slip inside.  Then his daring, smoky eyes promise I won't make it out with out some more wrinkles added to my clothes.  He moves toward me, and I almost grin ear to ear when the door dings for someone to join us.
    He shakes his head and props against the wall beside me.  Then I feel his arms pulling me to him before he