Until May (Until Her #7) Read Online Aurora Rose Reynolds

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Until Her Series by Aurora Rose Reynolds
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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With the starlit sky above me and the moon lighting the beach, I walk through the sand and smile at a couple as they pass by, then take a seat, drawing my legs up and hugging my shins as I look out at the ocean.

Closing my eyes, I pull in a deep breath through my nose and try to clear my mind. I lied to Hanna earlier about my reasons for not going out tonight. The truth is, I am trying to avoid Aiden. I thought the first time I met him that the riot of emotions he caused in me might have been because of the high-stress situation we were in, but seeing him today, I felt that same pull again, and I don’t know what to do with it.

I don’t think he’s the guy I was talking to for all those weeks, but it’s almost too much of a coincidence that he showed up after I was played by someone using his photos. I mean, what are the chances of something like that happening? Probably a billion to one.

Really, there’s a higher chance that it was him on the dating app, using the name Mike, because he didn’t want to draw in a bunch of women who are fans of his. I mean, if I were famous, I would probably use a fake name too if I was trying to date. But then again, I doubt a guy who looks like him would ever have an issue finding someone to spend time with.

Hearing someone coming up behind me, my body goes on alert, and my eyes fly open as I turn my head. When I see none other than the guy I was just thinking about, walking toward me wearing a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of dark jeans, I bite my lip.

“You trying to avoid me, doll?” he asks, taking a seat next to me, and I want to laugh, but instead I turn back to the water.

“Nope, just enjoying the view.” My toes curl in the soft sand when the scent of his cologne wraps around me like a warm blanket that smells like cedar and sun. “I thought you were going out with everyone.”

“I was, until you didn’t show.” He leans his shoulder slightly into mine. “Which worked, since I was trying to figure out how to get you alone anyway.”

“Why’s that?” I meet his gaze, and his eyes scan over my face.

“Because I like looking at you.” He lifts his hand and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, and I shiver from the contact. “Cold?”

“No.” I take my eyes off him and look out at the sea once more, wondering if I should just ask him straight out if he’s Mike and get it over with. I want to; I want to be brave enough to do that. My sister April would. Actually, she would have probably confronted him about it the first time she saw him in person, but that’s because she’s a badass. Me—not so much.

“What are you thinking about?”

“My sister.” I let out a sigh. “Do you have sisters?”

“I do.” He stretches his long legs out in front of him and leans back on his hands.

“What are they like?”

“Only got one, and honestly, she’s kind of a bitch.” He chuckles.

“Don’t say that.” I glare at him.

“It’s the truth, doll.” He shrugs while grinning.

“She’s still your sister.”

“She is that, unfortunately,” he agrees, then asks, “What’s your sister like?”

“I have four.”

“Four sisters?” His eyes go wide with surprise.

“Yep.”

“Any brothers?”

I shake my head. “My dad always wanted a son, but he ended up with five girls instead.”

“Damn,” he mutters.

“That pretty much sums it up. Grandma calls it karma, since Dad was a little bit loose before he met my mom.”

“Loose,” he repeats with a soft chuckle.

“You know what I mean.” I smack his chest with the back of my hand, and he grabs it before I can pull it back.

“I’m gonna keep hold of this for a few, since you can’t seem to keep your hands to yourself.” I watch him tangle his fingers with mine, and my heart starts to flutter while my belly dips. “So what are your sisters like?”

“They’re the best,” I admit quietly, still transfixed on my hand in his, which is twice the size of mine and rough, like he works with them often.

“You guys are close?”

“Really close. My whole family is like that though.” I meet his gaze. “What about you and your family? Are you guys close?”

“No, not really.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It is what it is,” he says, but that does nothing to stop the sadness I feel for him.

“So you only have one sibling?”

“Yeah,” he says after a moment, but the way he says it makes me think that’s not the full truth, and I drop my eyes from his.



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