“You’re right. You are an asshole.” I’ve never called a woman an asshole. But I have to say, in this situation, it not only feels right, it feels good.
From across the room, I catch her purse her lips. Almost as if she’s trying to decide if she’s going to let this slide or if she’s going to razz me back.
“Let me make it up to you.”
There’s a flutter in my chest and already my cock stands at attention. Like he’s a football player on the sideline begging the coach to send him into the game with only twenty seconds left on the clock. He’s ready for a chance to play the game again.
I’mready.
I swallow the rising lump in my throat.Get your mind out of the gutter, Nico. This woman is not for you.
Even if she is the wildest woman I’ve had the privilege of fucking.
CHAPTER11
Rosie
CAMMIE
You two okay over there? I figure by now you’ve either killed each other or railed each other.
ME
I’ll be better when you get here.
CAMMIE
Yeah, about that…
ME
About what? Cams, you better be texting me to say you’re on your way!
CAMMIE
Power is out all over town. The storm brought in so much snow the snowplows can only keep up with the main roads. They say the highway heading out to the mountains is least of their worries.
ME
NOOOOOOO!
My chest tightens, and as silly as it may sound, tears prick my eyes. This is tradition. And not only that, I need my best friend. Through all the grief and heartbreaks over the years, we’ve always been here for each other. Not only am I still reeling after my first Christmas without Gigi, but I’ve also got Mr. Cabin-Stealer breathing down my neck. One minute I want to tear his face off and the next, I want to tear his clothes off.
I need Cammie here, to be my voice of reason. That’s what we are to one another.
CAMMIE
I’m sorry. We’ll come as soon as we get word the road is cleared.
ME
You better hurry!
I don’t know how long I can go on hating this man. I think I know what Gigi saw in his grandfather.
CAMMIE
Damn. There’s just something about cowboys.