AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Gavin’s extra hostile toward you. Why?”
The last time she and Gavin had been civil to one another was when Vinny was alive. After Vinny died, their relationship disintegrated. He blamed her for Vinny’s death and rightly so. He’d never said it out loud, but he didn’t have to. He also blamed her for taking Lyla from him the first time. He believed they could have worked it out after she discovered his infidelity. Maybe, but her loyalty was to her cousin, not him.
“Bad history,” she said and brushed her hand over her aching chest.
“Angel doesn’t think we’ll last, and you got in his face?”
“Kind of. I said I was happy.” She waited for a comment. When she got none, she shifted restlessly beneath him, but he didn’t budge. “He was just being an ass. He wants what he can’t have.”
“He made a play for you.” His tone was flat.
“I told him we were exclusive, that I wasn’t interested.” When he said nothing, she added, “It’s mostly the chase.”
“Is it?”
“What else could it be?”
He brushed her hair back from her face. “Any man would covet you. It has nothing to do with the chase. That’s just a bonus.”
She stared up at him. “You didn’t chase me.”
He raised a brow. “Every opening I had, I took it.”
She blinked. “But you … you were just at the right place at the right time.”
His expression eased, and he grinned. “You’re so cute.”
He kissed her on the nose, and she scowled.
“I’m not cute. I’m a killer!”
“You’re adorable,” he murmured as he cradled her face between his hands and brushed kisses over her face. “I told you I wanted you before I met you.”
“But …” she said weakly and tried to hang onto the conversation when he was drowning her in affection. “You didn’t make any moves! I made all of them!”
He smiled. “Yes, you did.”
She shoved against his shoulders. “I can’t believe this! You—”
He covered her mouth with his and pinned her arms above her head. She jerked her head to the side, and his mouth moved to her neck and sucked.
“You needed time, so I gave it to you,” he said quietly. “But I always intended to be right here.”
“That’s not possible!”
“It is.” He raised his head and looked down at her. “And it was worth the wait.”
Her chest locked. “I didn’t want to like you.”
“I know.” He rested his forehead on hers. “But you do.”
She closed her eyes as conflicting emotions tumbled through her. “I don’t know how I would have done this without you.”
“You would have found a way, but I’m glad to be a part of it.”
“You don’t think I’m too much?”
“You are, but I like it,” he murmured as he lifted her nightgown. “Roman can look all he wants as long as he doesn’t touch.”
