Wanting My Guardian (Forbidden Attractions #6)

1. Amber

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Amber

Damn, he’s hot. It’s a beautiful summer day in Cedar Falls, Montana, so I’m enjoying the view outside my window. My Saturday has pretty much consisted of me looking outside, drooling over Kane Hutchinson, my sexy as fuck guardian. Is he even still considered my guardian now that I’m of age? I’m not sure. I am nineteen, after all. I’m not a child anymore.

He’s doing yard work; shirtless. His tan, muscular chest and arms glisten with sweat. I lick my lips as I watch a drop roll down his stomach and inside his jeans. Holy fuck . What I wouldn’t give to be that drop of sweat. Just watching him makes my pussy ache with longing.

It wasn’t always like this. Once upon a time, he was just my brother’s best friend. When I was ten, my parents died in a car crash. It was horrible, but my brother, Jeremy, got custody of me. He was only twenty-four at the time, but he wasn’t about to let me go into the broken foster care system. He did everything he could to keep us together.

He took on extra jobs to provide for us, and we got a place with Kane. He helped us out and would even babysit me when my brother was at one of his jobs. He was always so much fun to be around and teased me a lot.

When I was fifteen, my entire world shattered again when I lost my brother. Jeremy had been born with a heart defect. We both knew that, but had hoped it wouldn’t affect him until much later in life. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. He went in for emergency surgery and never came out.

Kane was there for me, comforting me and grieving with me. Jeremy had made him promise to take care of me if anything ever happened to him, and he did. I was grateful, but hadn’t recognized at the time what a sacrifice it was for a single guy in his twenties to take on a headstrong teenage girl he wasn’t even related to. I was so caught up in my grief, I didn’t really give it much thought back then.

Kane became my rock and my best friend. We were super close. We spent all our spare time together, ate meals together, watched movies together, and had fun together. He cheered louder than anyone at my high school graduation and anytime I won an award. He was my biggest supporter and my favorite person in the world. On my nineteenth birthday, everything changed.

I began having really inappropriate feelings for him about the time I turned eighteen. Up until then, I hadn’t really realized what a stone cold fox he was, even though my friends were always talking about how sexy he was. Suddenly, I felt things for him I hadn’t felt for anyone else. Anytime he came near me, desire would pool between my legs. I wanted to kiss his lips and climb him like a tree. Just the smell of his yummy cologne made me quake with need. All I wanted was for him to toss me down and pound my pussy into oblivion.

I somehow managed to keep these feelings to myself for an entire year. On my nineteenth birthday, though, I got drunk, tried to kiss him, and told him how much I wanted him. He pushed me away, saying I was just a kid and didn’t know what I was doing. Apparently, he didn’t feel the same way I did. I was beyond devastated. After that, our relationship changed drastically.

I stayed away from him for awhile because I was mortified at my behavior. I mean, how do you come back from that? When I finally decided to start acting like nothing had happened, I realized he was avoiding me like the plague.

We went from spending all our spare time together to hardly ever seeing each other. It was like I’d been ghosted by him, even though we lived in the same house. We were like two roommates who didn’t know each other and never spent time together. That was six months ago, and we haven’t even eaten a meal together since.

I hate that I messed things up so badly. He went from being my best friend to a complete stranger. Even so, I can’t help but watch him and desire him. He’s still the sexiest man I’ve ever seen and the star of ever filthy fantasy I’ve ever had.

Boys at college have hit on me, but none of them even begin to compare to Kane. He’s big, strong, muscular, sexy as hell, funny, and kind. He’s the only man I’ve ever thought of as I get myself off at night.

I want him so much! I would give anything for him to be mine. I’m in college studying Accounting, but my ultimate dream is to marry Kane and have his babies. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like that’s ever going to happen.

I sigh as I watch him. Something has to change. We can’t go on like this. This crush of mine is kind of pathetic and going nowhere. It’s way past time for me to get over Kane. I need to come up with a plan to move on with my life and get the hell away from him. Otherwise, I am doomed to spend the rest of my life single; pining for someone I can never have.