Page 106 of Tempt Thy Neighbor

And everything…everything feels right again.

Feeling myself already reacting to her, I pull away, not wanting to get too carried away and give these people a show that will surely cause at least one heart attack.

She presses her forehead against mine. “You’re not the only one scared, Sutton. I’ve been scared all this time too. Loving you is…it’s terrifying, but I think you’re worth the risk.”

“Just think? Because I know.”

And I kiss her all over again.

Epilogue

Holland

“Sutton Barnes! Knock it off!”I shove at him. “I still have pictures. I can’t get my hair messed up.”

He bites at my neck. “Come on. Just one little kiss.”

“No. Because in the last six months with you, I’ve learned that a kiss always turns into something more.”

“I haven’t heard you complaining.”

He nips at me again, and Ialmostgive in.

“Besides, I haven’t seen you in days. These damn wedding preparations are totally ruining my sex life.”

“Little dramatic, no?” I say, wiggling free from his hold, smoothing down my dress. “It’s for my brother’s wedding. I had things to do.”

“Yes, and now he and River are married, so your duties are over.”

“No, no.” I hold my hand up, stopping him as he reaches for me. “After pictures.”

He tosses his head back with a groan. “Fine. I’ll just ravage you later.”

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t just hear that.”

I notice my father standing behind Sutton, who is now staring at me wide-eyed, caught red-handed.

Sutton clears his throat and schools his face, then turns around to face him.

“Congratulations, Mr. Evans. I’m sure you’re excited to be the…uh…father of the groom tonight.”

“Thank you, Sutton.” My father somehow manages to keep a straight face. “I still can’t believe someone married Dean, but here we are.”

I snicker because I tell River that all the time.

“Anyway, I’m glad I was able to find you alone for a minute. I’d like to speak with you both if that’s okay?”

Over the last several months, my father and I have been working hard to rebuild that father-daughter relationship we once had. It’s not been easy—especially with my mother always trying to get involved—but we’re slowly building something I think just might be pretty special.

I look to Sutton, and he nods.

“Sure,” I tell my dad. “What’s up?”

He stuffs his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels a bit. “Well, I know you’re currently working at that ad agency and things aren’t going exactly as you’d hoped.”

After the fallout with Spectrum Marketing, it took me weeks to secure an interview anywhere, even with Jessa’s stellar recommendation letter. I was finally able to find a position at an ad agency, but it was clear early on why they have the turnover rate they do.

They suck.

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