Natalie Pritchard doesn’t want to come between the men of Chaos Bleeds. So when Slash and Butler both try to compete for her, she’s not having any of it, and steps away from them.
Slash is pissed. He’s wanted Natalie from the first moment he saw her, and he knows that Butler only wants her because he can’t have someone else. There’s no way Slash is going to lose the only woman he’s ever loved, especially when he’s not even gotten her yet.
When Natalie goes on a date with an old friend, Slash is tempted to follow her, but decides against it. When they get a call to say Natalie’s been badly beaten, Slash knows he’s wasted enough time. He should have been there.
Waking up to see Slash there, Natalie is brought back to the first time she saw him, how he made her heart flutter, and the crush that thrived before her father died.
Will Slash finally be able to woo his woman, and to have the family he’s been craving? Will they get their happily ever after?
Finishing the final sketches, she found Slash still in the kitchen. She paused once again as he had an old fridge, which he was pulling out of the door.
Don’t make a sound.
Don’t say anything.
He looked … hot. Not just warm hot either. No, she was starting to really like a man with muscles. They caught her eye every single time.
“What’s up, babe?” he asked, coming back into the kitchen.
She handed him the book and waited as he looked over every single page. He didn’t say anything for the longest time, and after he’d finished the last page, she was nervous. Did he like it?
“I need to get my act together, and make this shit real, don’t I?”
“You like it.”
She gave a little squeal, and threw herself into his arms. Her ribs were all fixed up, but that didn’t matter, Slash was always careful with her.
He gave her a little twirl, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Staring into his eyes, Natalie felt herself falling. Her body catching alight as he held her so tightly.
Neither of them spoke, and his breath fanned her face, making her think of his lips on hers. She’d not been able to enjoy his last kiss, but everything was different now.
She felt differently.
Slowly, he leaned in close, and she was so sure his lips would touch hers, but they didn’t. Someone cleared their throat, and Slash pulled away.
Tugging down the edge of her shirt where it had rolled up, she looked up to see Dick. “Interrupting something?”
“Fuck off, Dick,” Slash said.
“I fuck often, but the workers need refreshments, and I’ve been asked to obtain them.”
“I’ll go and grab some sodas.”
She left the kitchen, heading outside to the cooler that she and Slash packed with food so they could work and eat on the job.
“Ignore him,” Slash said, following her out.
“He’s such a dick at times.” She covered her mouth, and gasped. “I can’t believe I said that.”
“You’re not the first woman to think it, and with Dick’s track record, you won’t be the last.”
“It doesn’t make it right.”
“I’ve often wondered about him. The guys sent him because he was pissing them off. That’s his talent.”
She reached into the cooler, but Slash stopped her, grabbing hold of her arm and tugging her close.
There was a time she’d have been so pissed off by his manhandling, but right then a thrill went down her spine.
“What are you doing?”
“Every single time you look at me, Nat, it’s like you’re begging for my lips on you.”
In response she licked her own, and heard him groan.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“What am I doing to you?” she asked.
You’re playing with fire right now.
She couldn’t resist though.
Slash pressed her against the side of the car, and his hardened cock rubbed against her stomach. “That’s what you do to me.”
Natalie was a virgin. She’d not been with anyone else.
Being the tomboy, the little ranch worker, there hadn’t been much time for her to experience stuff like that, nor had she wanted to.
His fingers cupped her neck with his thumbs underneath her chin tilting her head back so that she looked at him.
“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world,” he said.
“That’s not possible.”
“You’re the most beautiful woman in my world, Nat. I love looking at you, I love being around you.” His thumb stroked across her lip. “And if you gave me a chance, I could show you a life that you’ve only ever dreamed about. I could be your everything.”