Uncontrollable (Key West #3) Read Free

to her ear. “You look so beautiful—and unbelievably sexy.”
    She turned in my arms, bringing her body in just a little closer to mine. Her breath made her chest flutter, and her eyes were closed as if she was focusing solely on being next to me. Her scent engulfed me, making it hard to focus.
    “Thank you,” she whispered.
    I leaned forward and kissed her forehead before stepping back, because I had to put some space between us. The overwhelming urge to kiss her until we both couldn’t breathe was almost impossible to resist.
    “Save me a dance at the reception?” I asked, yet it sounded more like a statement.
    All she offered was a nod just before Callie gripped her arm and pulled her away from me.
    “My gosh, you two, just give in already. The heat between you guys is stifling,” Callie groaned as she looked back over her shoulder and winked at me.
    She was right. The atmosphere was hot as hell whenever Avery and I got within five feet of one another.
     
    ***
     
    “You ready for this?” Easton asked Jett as Jett continued to pace. We’d been locked in this tiny-ass room at the back of the church for close to an hour, and the walls were closing in on me. Confined spaces had a tendency to freak me out.
    “Fuck yeah, I’m ready,” he said. “In fact, if this don’t get moving soon, I’m gonna go find Quinn and drag her off to Vegas. This shit’s for the birds. I’m ready to get married.”
    I chuckled, and Jude grinned slyly from where he sat at the opposite side of the room.
    “You’re just ready to consummate the marriage,” I said as I straightened my tie. Goddamn thing felt like it was strangling me.
    “Hell yeah, I am. I told Quinn we’re out of here once I hear the words, ‘You may kiss the bride.’” It was Jett’s turn to smile with a coy gleam in his eye. “I rented a limo for the night. It has privacy glass on all the windows, not to mention between us and the driver.” He turned around to face us. “I have every intention of consummating the hell out of my marriage at least twice before we make it to the reception.” He shifted his eyebrows in a suggestive manner, and even Jude, the quiet, mysterious monster, chuckled.
     
    ***
     
    I felt sick to my stomach. It hit me the moment I reached the altar as I turned to face the crowd. Anger immediately engulfed me, and it was next to impossible to contain. I stared at him as my nostrils flared and my heart raced.
    Robert Archer hadn’t been drinking that night. He was a law-abiding citizen who had fallen asleep at the wheel after working a double shift, but Jenna was killed on impact. If it wasn’t for him, and me, the woman I had thought I’d marry one day would still be alive today.
    I wasn’t the only person that blamed myself; Jenna’s parents blamed me too.
    Jude tapped my arm, and I looked over at him, my chest still heaving with anger.
    “You all right?” he asked.
    “No.” It was all I offered him before turning back to face the man that killed Jenna.
    I spent the entire ceremony glaring at him as he fidgeted in his seat, trying my best to remember it was Jett and Quinn’s day. The moment the ceremony ended, he hurried out of the chapel, and I stalked out after him. Outside, I cornered him at the side of the building.
    “Why are you here?” I shouted.
    “I was invited,” he stated nervously.
    His response only made me angrier. He got to live his life. He got to wake up every fucking day and smile, laugh, and feel the sun on his face. But Jenna paid the price for a few extra bucks in his pocket.
    I took a step closer until my chest was only inches from his. He stood at my height and he wasn’t a small man, yet he appeared weak and defeated.
    “Dad?” I heard from behind me, and my once-racing heart hit the fucking ground at my feet. “Is everything okay?”
    I took a step back and turned to face Avery. She looked up at me with a confused expression on her face.
    “This is your dad?’ I asked, hoping I had