Page 102 of Rulebreaker

“It’s seven twenty-four,” he says.

“I know.” I wiggle my ring finger at him. “And as much as I love kissing you, I have things to do.”

“Such as?”

“Such as calling all my girlfriends and telling them we’reengaged!” I grin and spin away from him, reaching for my phone.

He chuckles. “Well, then, by all means… but you only have five minutes.”

“The limo can wait,” I laugh.

“Yes, but Jean-Michel and Tiff may not.”

I roll my eyes. “We just got engaged–Jean-Michel needs to cool his jets!”

Then I hit the speed dial for Sandy’s number.

EPILOGUE

Briar

“Briar and Westsitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n—ow!”

I react without really thinking, turning and punching my brother in the gut.

“Asshole,” I mutter as he grips his stomach and acts like my blow really hurt.

Spoiler alert–it didn’t.

It couldn’t.

Because Dash is a big lug with muscles upon muscles and I can’t possibly punch him hard enough to actually hurt.

West chuckles from next to me and I shiver–we’ve come close…oh so close to sleeping together.

The kisses. The touches. The way his big, strong body presses to mine.

Our last date turned into a sleepover…one I finally intended to take all the way.

But I wasn’t ready.

And he felt it, stopping me when I would have pushedthrough, gently cupping my cheek and telling me, “We have plenty of time.”

We do.

And we don’t.

Because we’re new, but I also know exactly how fragile life is.

Tonight especially, considering that we’re observing Colt’s birthday. Gone too soon, leaving a huge hole inside all of us.

So why have I been so hesitant with West?

With the men who came before.

Hell, who am I kidding? There weren’t any men between Frankie’s father and West. I was too heartbroken and too stressed with having a newborn and making a cross-country move and then starting a brand new job with Atlas’s company and knowing that I owed it to him to give him my absolute best effort.

Then Royal’s accident.