Page 66 of Crazy Rich Cajuns

“I did.”

“Why?”

He took another deep breath.“This is a lot for tonight.”

“I want to know.”

He really didn’t want to get into this.What hewantedwas for Kennedy to see that she really was like Leo, in all the best ways.Bennett really needed her to be that.That sounded selfish as hell, of course.This wasn’t all just about him figuringhisshit out.

Apparently.

But that was why his gut was tightening and why he suddenly felt restless.He’d thought she was solid.He’d thought Kennedy had her shit together and was doing exactly what she wanted to be doing.He thought she could be that person who he could count on to be there, exactly who he thought she was, who would tell him the truth, no matter how painful, who would be…rock solid.

She didn’t sound rock solid right now.

“Let’s clean up first.”He rolled her off of him and slid out of bed without looking back at her.He went to the bathroom and cleaned up.He was feeling edgy, and he knew it was because Kennedy was revealing some things that he hadn’t been aware of.Things that were making him question all he’d been so sure of.

He wanted Kennedy Landry.

But did he want the woman who was lying in his bed right now or the woman he’dthoughthe knew?The one out there right now sounded sad and frustrated about the family that he’d thought was solid and sure.She seemed far less confident than he’d expected and maybe even a little lost.He wanted the sassy, sure-of-herself bayou girl.He’d thought she was a what-you-see-is-what-you-get girl.He’d thought she’d already found her place and had dug her roots in deep.

Now, between what Teddy had said and the little bit of insight she’d just given him, he wasn’t sure.

Bennett blew out a breath.Well, this whole trip had been about getting to know one another better.They were doing that.He wet a washcloth with warm water and went back into the bedroom.

She was asleep.

He stopped and just watched her for a long moment.

She was gorgeous.She was also deeply devoted to her family, handled everything anyone threw at her—even the need for shrimp po’ boys in the midst of his mother’s fancy party—made people laugh and was bluntly honest.

Shewaswho he thought she was.

There was just even more there.

And he was an asshole for not knowing that.Or for even wondering about it.

Bennett tossed the washcloth back into the bathroom and headed for the bed.He slipped under the covers next to her and welcomed her warm, softness against him as she cuddled her butt into his groin.

His cock stirred, of course, but he wrapped an arm around her and kept her close.

Kennedy was definitely more open than most people he knew.All of the Landrys were.It was refreshing and he’d fallen head over heels for it all immediately.But it was unfair of him to think that he knew everything about this woman.In fact, this was the first deep conversation they’d ever had.And she was at least half-drunk.Her guard down.It was possible she’d never intended to let him this close.

But then she turned in his arms, snuggled close, put her nose against his neck, and said softly, “Bennett.”

Contentment.

The feeling was intense and washed over him and he sucked in a deep breath.

Maybe she didn’t mean to let him this close, but she had.And he wanted more.

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Fuck vanilla vodkaand everything that had ever been made with it.

Kennedy groaned as she rolled over.Her head pounded.

Okay, fuck all vodka.

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