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Skylar’s asleep by the time I come back after washing up.
Gently, I clean her, taking my time wiping away our mess with a damp towel. I push her hair out of her eyes and caress her face, watching her as she sleeps.
Mine.
She wakes up as I slide my jacket out from underneath her, the fabric a ruined mess from her cunt.
I fucking love it.
She opens her dark blue eyes, and my breath catches when she smiles.
“Hey,” she whispers. “What are you doing?”
“Cleaning you up,” I murmur.
She frowns. “You don’t have to do that.”
And suddenly, I’m furious at whoever made her think she didn’t deserve to be treated like this.
I make a mental note to find all her exes and murder them slowly.
I continue running the washcloth down her body and between her legs, making her gasp. “I want to take care of you,” I purr, my chest rumbling. “Let me.”
Her eyes widen and turn glassy, and I wonder if I’ve said too much and this is the moment where she runs away screaming from me.
“Hold me?” she asks instead, her voice soft and vulnerable.
My heart aches.
Placing the cloth down, I join her on the couch, lying beside her. It’s a snug fit, but she wraps herself around me and lays her head on my chest. My arms rest around her waist and she nuzzles into my neck.
It’s fucking heaven. I haven’t been intimate like this with someone in years. Her scent mingles with mine, and I’m at peace.
My chest rumbles, purring for her, and she sighs in my arms.
“I wish it could always be like this,” she whispers.
I swallow and reach up to stroke her hair.
I could do this with her forever. Damn everything else.
You’re always too intense and too fast.
So, I bite my tongue and press a kiss to her hair instead of spilling every thought I have of her.
“Why were you really in town?” she asks after a few minutes of silence. I thought she had fallen asleep and was content to feel her chest rise and fall against mine all night.
I play with a lock of her hair, my fingers dancing through the strands. “We’ve been asked to investigate overdoses,” I explain, staring up at her ceiling. “It’s pretty boring stuff. But we were questioning someone not too far from here, and I wanted to check on you. And ask you about your friend.”
Her breathing stills and her scent spikes suddenly. “Well, that didn’t work out,” she mutters into my chest, letting out a bitter laugh.
My grip around her tightens. “I’m not leaving until we do,” I promise her. “I’m not leaving until you give me every bit of information you know about April. You have my word.”
She sighs, and her breathing becomes even again. “Thank you,” she whispers. “I’d like to talk about her in the morning. It’s…too much tonight.”
I press another kiss to her hair, and she sighs into my neck. “Of course,” I say.
