What in the ever-loving hell was going on here? Why did I let Joel touch me like he owned me, and better yet, why was it so hot? I should not have any feelings for him still after the way he left things with me. The guy hadn’t contacted me in five months, and here I was, ready to f**k him behind Cole’s house before the wedding even started. What was wrong with me?
Every now again through the ceremony, I would look over at Joel. He was watching me like a hawk watches its pretty right before swooping down and snatching it up with its deadly talons. Joel had never stared at me like this before, and it was stirring the most hidden desires deep down inside of me.
I was so ready for this damn wedding to be over so I could run far away from here and away from
