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“I was supposed to be here to protect you. Now I want to be here because I care about you.”
She sucked in a breath. Her fingers tightened on the steering wheel.
What did he have to lose? Not a thing. He was going to bleed on this battlefield or die for his efforts.
He brought his hand down on her thigh. Her muscle leaped under his touch. “Livia, I haven’t been around you very long, but I’ve learned enough to know that I want to know more. I want to know how you look when you wake up in the morning. I want to know what your favorite song is and sing a duet with you, even though I can’t carry a tune.”
“Wolfe.”
He barreled on. “You’re beautiful and sweet. You’re fucking strong.”
She made a soft noise but didn’t look at him.
“See those stars, darlin’? I want to kiss you under them and take your body and make you scream my name in pleasure.”
“Stop.”
“No, I won’t stop until I’m finished telling you just how amazing you are and how I never, ever thought I’d find someone who fit me. But you fit me, Livia.”
She turned her head, eyes glistening in the faint glow coming from a light on the corner of her house. “I’m going inside now.”
He studied her for a long moment. Who knew an angel could look so sad.
Seeing that she wasn’t ready to budge an inch on the topic, he opened the car door and climbed out. When Livia got out and waited for him to walk her to the house, surprise rippled through him.
At least the woman was listening to something he said.
After a quick sweep of the house, she gave him a cursory nod. “Goodnight.”
He swung toward her. “I thought you were having a late-night snack.”
“I’m not very hungry anymore.”
He watched her walk into the bathroom. For a moment, he hesitated, listening to her move things around, run water and open drawers.
He followed and stood at the open doorway. Livia stood at the sink with a thick buttercup yellow headband in her hair holding her locks off her face. As he looked on, she started to remove her makeup using a circular pad.
She spotted him in the mirror. “Can I help you?”
“Just getting to know you.”
She dropped the pad in the wastebasket and moved on to smearing some thick pink cream all over her face. She must have eight different bottles of face products lined up on the vanity. The medicine cupboard door hung open to reveal a row of various perfumes in girly bottles.
Livia was tough but had a hidden feminine side that included short nighties and face cream.
After she finished smearing the mask over every inch of her face, she snatched up a floral pink tool and began buffing her nails.
“You can go away now. I’m not in danger.”
“I’ll stay.”
She rolled her eyes and finished with her nails. Then she took a thick washcloth and rinsed off the face mask. When she lifted a pair of tweezers and plucked what he considered to be an invisible hair between her brows, he couldn’t stop the noise he made in his chest.
In the mirror, she met his stare. “What?”
God, she was cute. But he wouldn’t say it.
He pulled away from the doorway and returned to the living room to make up his bed on the couch. As soon as he stretched out, Angel jumped onto his chest and began making biscuits, trying to make his muscle more comfortable.
