✨EXCERPT: AXE-IDENTALLY MARRIED by @daphneelliotauthor is coming October 28!

✨EXCERPT: AXE-IDENTALLY MARRIED by @daphneelliotauthor is coming October 28!

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The couch was large, but so was Cole. He took up so much space that we were always sort of touching.

And I loved it. The comfort of his proximity helped push aside all the bullshit of the day.

Eventually, I leaned into him, my body sagging against his.

As I read, I soaked up his warmth and let his strength anchor me.

He knit, a peacefulness settling over my little cabin. Our little cabin—what was mine was now his, after all.

As my eyes drooped, I knew I’d be paying for staying up too late if I didn’t get to sleep.

“I need to go to bed.” I stood and stretched wide.

As I turned, ready to head down the hall, he caught my hand, garnering my attention.

Even sitting, he was almost at my eye level. Slowly, he turned my wrist. Then he angled closer and gently pressed his lips to my pulse point.

I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t speak. That simple gesture had my entire body screaming with pent-up desire.

He looked up at me, his lips inches from my skin, his dark eyes molten.

The look sent a shiver down my spine.

People tended to underestimate Cole, write him off as unserious or a clown.

But he possessed this intensity, this focus. And the closer we got, the more I saw of it.

My skin was on fire where his rough fingers touched me, and my insides were heating up too. I swore a primal need flashed in his eyes, causing my breath to hitch as I struggled to understand the sensations pummeling me from such minimal contact.

As quickly as desire hit, panic replaced it. Why was he holding my hand and looking at me like that? This was wrong. But was it? A wrist kiss was hardly a display of desire. Though with the way he watched me, it certainly felt like it was. The feel of his lips on my skin was not something I’d ever forget. Never mind the fire in his eyes.

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