Too Bad For Her Own Good

Just a Sneak Peak

A/N: Hello readers! This is just a small preview of book two for you. I'm still going to rewrite book 1 but simultaneously post book 2 because I'm so excited! I have some good things planned for this book.

Also, book one focused a lot on Kat and her growth (which I'm going to incorporate even more of in the rewrite) but I want to let you all know some more about Mr. Chambers.

It's unedited, but enjoy!

"No partying, no females, no leaving your dorm, no looking sexy, no going outside..."

Kat was listing everything I wasn't allowed to do. And I loved the way her voice dipped and her hands flared and she smiled at me because she knew I was hers and because she trusted me.

"I'm going to just seize living, Kat." I say seriously, watching her lips twitch up slowly into a full blown smile, her teeth aligned perfectly and her lips so kissable and wet and warm and mine.

Mine.

I lean forward connecting my hungry lips with hers, relishing in the familiar warmth of her tongue as it drags across my teeth, and the way her eyes slowly close shut as if she has to concentrate. And I smile when she moans, the vibrations of the sound coarsing through my entire body and leaving me on the brink of shuddering. And she does this thing with her mouth, this beautiful, amazing thing, where she captures my bottom lip in hers and sucks in a way that's just unique, and sexy, and Kat.

"I know I don't have to worry." She clarifies against my lips and she makes me smile, again. She isn't trying to reassure herself, she's reassuring me. Because that's how she is, she's perfect and she's making sure I know she's not worrying because she knows I hate it when she worries, especially when she worries about me.

"It's just a month. I'll be okay." Her voice cracks here, just enough where no one else would notice; not her family or her friends, just me. Because no one else pays so much damn attention to the way her mouth twitches downwards when she's nervous or when her eyes lose just a shade of their brightness and she's not illuminated so brightly anymore.

"You'll be okay." But me, I reassure both of us. "It's just a month." I repeat, my lips lingering on the skin of her cheek, and the goosebumps that soon form after my touch.

"I swear to god Logan Chambers if you forget about me I will hunt you down and cut your dick off."

I laugh, not because of what she said but because of what's she's thinking. Forget about her? But she's beautiful and lovely and smart and too damn charming and she's my wife and she's the love of my life and she's my baby girl and I love her so fucking much. And she knows it, she knows how much I love her.

She's kidding. I know she's kidding and she knows she's kidding. It's just so ridiculous that she thinks there would be a single second that I wasn't picturing her smile or her eyes or her fucking aura that she illuminates brighter then the sun.

"I don't want to be gone for a month either, love. You can change your mind." I smirk, knowing she won't. She loves me too much.

She glares at me, fuck she's so adorable, "Despite the throw on my ego, you got in early acceptance to Yale so I guess I have to let you go. I'll see you in September, when us regular decision loses decide to roll in." She says, teasing me. She's so smart. My God, she's so smart. And I would kill every admissions representative at Yale who said my baby girl wasn't good enough for early admittance and my dumb ass was.

"And don't go saying something filled with pity and sadness Lo, it'll only hurt my ego even more." She says, and I know she's okay. She's sad and dissapointted but she's okay. She knows she's smart and she knows she's amazing and that's why I love her.

When did I get so sappy?

I don't say anything. I just smile and she knows what that means, so I don't really have to say anything. I never have to say anything. This girl has me so wrapped around my finger I'm convinced she's inside my head, knowing what I'll do before I even think it.

She smiles at me again and it's so beautiful I get fucking horny standing there in our living room with my friends in the kitchen and diety laundry on the couch. I get horny because every time she moves her body, her lips or her ass or her fucking eyes when she's blinking, I'm turned on.

She knows instantly. She always does. She said it's something that changes in my eyes when I look at her. But that doesn't make any sense because I always look at her with every ounce of my being and everything that I have.

"I didn't even do anything!" She whines and she pouts and her eyes do that thing where they go all wide and pretty and innocent. And my kittens innocent she's fucking dirty and it's so sexy to see her when she is innocent. Because she is sometimes and it's breathtaking and I never want her to run out of those moments because she's so pretty when she looks at me like that.

"You're existing. You're breathing. Blinking. Looking at me." I groan, wrapping my arms around her waist and digging my lips into her neck as far as I can, nibbling and sucking and kissing and she's whimpering.

"My kitten is purring." I say aloud, pushing my teeth a little further into her neck, because I can't help it. She's so pretty.

She pushes herself against me and I swear I almost combust. I do. It's ridiculous and unmanly but the things this woman does to me is so unfathomable I really can't try to explain it without doing it justice.

"Someone's eager." I whisper into her ear and her hair tickles my forehead a little. But it just intensifys the shivers I'm feeling.

Fuck, her boobs are warm.

She's pressing so damn tightly against me and I can feel every inch of her because she's just in this little cute dress she got the other day and it's red and she looks great in red.

I can't help it because I'm kind of an asshole so I reach between us and give her boobs a squeeze. And I laugh because she does.

"Tonight, we can play." She mumbles into my chest. "Your kitten needs to play." She knows just what to say and she just says it. My girl doesn't hold back.

And I love her and I can't fucking help it because it's all I want to yell. I want her fuck-ups of parents to hear it and her friends who don't appreciate her and every male on this damn planet who's wishing on his lucky stars for perfection; I want them to hear how much I love her because sorry fucker, perfection is already mine.

And I don't care that my idiot friends are in the kitchen because if they have an ounce of sense they'll know not to come into a room when we're alone. We're both out of control and it's beautiful.

So I drop to my knees and let vulnerability slap me on the face in the form of her, and I relish in it. And I kiss her belly right in the middle and move my hands to her waist and squeeze.

"Hello baby girl." And she laughs and my world brightens. Moves her hand to my hair and I almost die because my heart is beating so fast like it always does when she touches me, but she doesn't know that. She thinks it's always like that because it is, whenever she's around. And she knows I'm not talking to her anymore and the smile on her face and her fucking fingers that are so dainty and warm in my hair.

It makes me feel good.

She's so good and everything around her is so good and I honestly think that the world is a good and beautiful place if it's a place I get to be with her; with them. My girls.

And I kiss her belly again and do I stupid raspberry on her belly because I know she thinks it's funny and sometimes baby girl kicks when I do that I love to know she's in there.

That my Kat is going to give us a baby and she's so amazing for doing that I tell her it every day but it's not enough because it's so exteordinary she doesn't understand.

I like when she kicks or when she's bouncing around in there because it's so spectacular that there's going to he another little Kat running around. Because if anyone on this beautiful earth shares even a single characteristic with Katherine then they are exteordinary. And I'm so excited and flabbergasted that I am a part of that.

She makes me feel good, dammit. Both of them.

And fuck, it feels so good to feel good.