Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,325

of breath from Ethan and then his fingers were on her arm, spinning her around.

“Then look at me because I never want to stop fucking kissing you, Harper. Never.” The words came out harsh and guttural, as if they were squeezing out between his clenched teeth.

Her gaze fixed on his chin, one tiny last attempt at staying away from him. For his own good.

“How did you know I was here?” she asked.

His fingers loosened and he stroked his thumb over her collarbone. It took all her willpower not to moan, not to push herself against his touch like a satisfied cat.

“I’ve had eyes on you since you left my parents house. You think I’d let you just walk away and not still keep you safe? That I’d let anything happen to you or the baby? Shit, that’s what you really think?” He dragged his fingers through his hair and exhaled in frustration. “I know the press was at your house. I know they got in your face and I know what they’re saying. It doesn’t matter. None of it does, because I love you and you are still mine, Harper. That hasn’t changed and it won’t no matter what you say.”

She couldn’t stop herself from looking up into his eyes. His gaze never wavered. He let her see the truth of his words. Something too close to hope flickered to life in her chest.

He loved her. And god did she love him.

“You have your future planned out. I can’t be the one who ruins it for you,” she argued.

“My future has you in it. Whatever it is, wherever it is, I want you there with me.” He didn’t hesitate one second with his reply.

“My father’s trying to ruin your family.”

“That has nothing to do with you and me.”

Harper shook her head. Of course it did. She opened her mouth to list all the other reasons, but Ethan’s eyes narrowed.

“So this is how you want to play this?” he asked, his voice deceptively low. The look in his eyes changed and his body grew tense.

Everything around them faded. He was going to walk. And even though it was what had to happen, it hurt worse knowing it was coming because of what she had to say.

“Yes,” she lied softly.

Heat flared in his eyes and before she could blink, Ethan had his hand on the back of her neck and his lips on hers. His tongue sank between them, stroked and took and owned her mouth. His free hand slid behind her back, anchored her against him.

A broken groan echoed from her throat. Fire crawled through her veins and she dug her nails into his waist, holding on to keep from melting right there on the sidewalk. He kept her there, molding his mouth to hers, forcing her to acknowledge that she wanted him more than air itself.

When he finally pulled back and she dragged air into her lungs, when she looked up into his eyes, satisfaction blazed back at her. He’d taken her words and turned them on her.

She opened her mouth and had no idea what she was going to say but his lips crashed down over hers again. Once again she melted against him and as soon as she went limp, Ethan dragged his mouth away.

“Every time you argue with me I’m going to kiss you and remind you that we are going to be together. I have all day. All Night. All fucking year, Harper. I will not stop until you understand that you belong with me.”

His grip softened and he stroked along the column of her neck.

He’d broken her will to fight and he knew it.

A throat cleared and suddenly she remembered where they were, standing in front of the clinic doors. An old woman gave her a small smile.

“Just need to get inside,” she said.

They moved aside and Ethan slid his arm around Harper’s waist. “Are you ready?”

So many thoughts filled her head she wasn’t sure what he was asking.

“For?”

He chuckled and pressed a light kiss to her lips. “Our appointment.”

“Ours?” Apparently one-word questions were all she was capable of.

“No more running away, Harper. So let’s go.” He turned her and pulled open the door. A blast of cool air washed over her heated skin. He guided her to the window where a woman glanced up at them.

“Harper Matheson. We have an appointment.”

The woman clicked a few keys, looked up at them then handed Ethan a clipboard. “Fill these out please.”

They sat and he handed her