Free Fractured Affections (The Affections Series Book 1) by Elizabeth Wills

through. I wish for her to find stability and happiness with someone who loves her. As wild and crazy as she may be, she is my best friend. One of my only friends really, and I hate to see her hurt. It also scares the shit out of me that she continues to go home with random men that she just met.
    “Well, tell me about him then,” I say, resting my elbows on the table.
    “First of all, he is super tall with that sexy just got out of bed hair that I can grab a hold of. His eyes are a beautiful mocha color and his face is so masculine with light stubble, but his body is the real treat. I’ve never been with a man built like him before in my life.” She slumps back in her seat with a dreamy look on her face.
    “He sounds very handsome, but has he taken you out to dinner or anything, or just back to his place?”
    This snaps her right out of her daze. She sits straight up giving me an annoyed look. “Look, Rea, it’s hard to date these days. You never had to as an adult because you and Dalton were married so young. I’m trying, okay, but most men don’t offer up fancy dinners.”
    “I know it’s probably hard to find a nice man, but most men are not going to offer to take you out for dinner if you are offering to go at it the first night you meet.”
    “Shut up, Rea! I’m really excited about this guy. He seemed so lonely and sad, the times I ran into him, but when we get back to my place it seems to relieve some of whatever he is going through. He’s the only guy I’ve been with recently, who hasn’t rushed right out of the door, and that has to mean something. Maybe he enjoys me for more than sex.”
    I reach across the table and lay my hand over hers. “I’m not trying to bust your bubble. I just worry about you is all. I love you and only want what’s best for you and for you to be happy.”
    A smile touches her lips. “I am happy.”
    “Okay then, tell me more.”
    “The first night we met, we were both a little tipsy, so by the time we got back to my place there was no talking. I barely made it through the door before he was slamming me against a wall and tearing all my clothes off. He has this aggressive passion about him that just makes the sex so good.”
    Damn, she has no standards. I bet they barely talked at the bar, too. It’s so hard for me to understand. I really try not to judge. She’s right. I did marry young. The only people I have ever been with physically are Dalton and Striker. Maybe I’m just a prude, but it sounds so trashy to take a man home within hours of meeting him.
    Her voice drops to a whisper as she continues so surrounding ears cannot hear. “I have never been fucked like this before. He fucks me so hard, but in a good way. God, after the first time, I woke up with faint bruises from his big hands gripping me so hard. Afterward we just laid there; he actually stroked my hair and thanked me for helping him clear his mind.”
    “Wow, what? He thanked you for helping him clear his mind, and you think there is potential there?” I ask and my voice raises a little, drawing some eyes our way.
    “I know you don’t get it, but I’m not as lucky as you. Maybe if he can rely on me for something like clearing his mind, then he may need me in his life.  We have gotten together a couple times over the last two weeks, “she says with a shrug.
    “Okay, you’re right. I don’t get it. If you want to tell me more, I won’t say a word. Please go on, I know you have been dying to tell me about him. You were so excited when I walked through the door. I don’t want to ruin it for you, so I’m sorry. I don’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
    “Well, the other two times he came over the sex was just as crazy. I have never come so hard in my life. I didn’t think I would be able to walk the next day, after this last time. He had me bent over the bed pounding away, while pulling tightly on my hair.”
    I’m trying really hard not to stare at her, with my mouth hanging open, as I