Page 46 of Curvy Cabin Fever
Rhett loses it, shoving me hard, but I don’t fucking budge.
Not when I’m right, not when I’mthisclose.
“Nothing happened, Archer,” Rhett growls.
“Then why are you so fucking mad?” I demand, stepping into his private space, no longer caring if I’m provoking the beast.
Rhett’s nostrils flare, his fists bunched at his sides like he’s going to punch me, but then I see it.
The flicker of hesitation in his eyes.
“Tell me I’m wrong,” I coax, heart slamming against my ribs.
Rhett glares at me, but his gaze moves to my lips, then back to my eyes.
Oh, my god.
I lean in, my hand reaching up to cup his cheek, our noses brushing as my lips ghost his…he closes his eyes, and I swear, my heart nearly bursts, my dick solid in my pants.
Finally.
But then Rhett rips himself away, turning and slamming his fists on the hood of his truck. “I’m not like this! This isn’t…”
I stare at him, watching as he battles with his emotions again, my poor broken man, not knowing how to admit that he fucking wants me.
But that’s okay, because now I know I’m willing to wait.
As long as it fucking takes.
I let my gaze drag over his body and bite my fist, wishing I could throw him on the bonnet and show himhowmuch I want him. To hold him in my arms and tell himit’s okay.But that’s not Rhett. The masculine little fucker would never let me hold him.
No.
It’s clear who would be the bottom in this situation, and I’m more than happy with it.
“Not ready yet, huh?” I respond, backing away. “That’s okay, Callahan; I’ve waited this long, I can wait some more.”
Rhett stomps away, and I let him go.
Because to me, this is a victory.
I nearly kissed my best friend, the love of my life.
I can wait.
16
RHETT
It’s getting dark outside now. The last of the sun is sinking behind the trees, cloaking the cabin in darkness and a warm glow from the fireplace.
Damien and Aria are still holed up in his room—hours have passed since they disappeared, and part of me wonders if they’ll even come out tonight.
That just leaves me andhim.
Morgan.
Shirtless, smirking, pushing my fucking buttons just because he can.
