Page 126 of Heartbreaker

Long enough that the panic takes a swipe at me again.

But then she says the best thing ever. “Okay, then.”

Relief rushes through me, and I drag her even closer, slanting my mouth over hers, pouring in every bit of that emotion, every bit of love, every bit of need into the kiss.

When we break apart we’re both breathing hard.

I settle my forehead against hers. “I’m?—”

“No more apologies.” She settles her hand on my chest, just above my heart. “Just actions.” Her mouth tips up. “Kind of like tonight’s big one.”

“Is that—was that okay?”

Her brows drag together. “What do you mean?”

“It was your big show and I—” My cheeks get warm. “I kind of took over.”

Her fingers flex, lips curving. “That was the biggest gift you could have given me,” she murmurs. “I know how much it took for you to do it, how much you hate being in the public eye like that. It wasn’t just a song or playing a show—though ‘Midnight Snow’killed—it was baring your soul, owning up to a mistake in front of thousands of people.”

“So…” My throat works. “It was okay?”

“It was about as perfect of an apology as you could have given me.” She grins. “In fact, how are you possibly going to top this the next time you screw up?”

I still and then start laughing.

And the best part is that she does too.

“Don’t worry, Shortcake, I’ve got plenty of ideas.”

Her hand begins sliding down my chest. “Know what?”

“What?”

“I have plenty ofideastoo.”

Heat begins blooming in my belly, arrowing further south. “Yeah? What kind ofideas?”

Her cheeks go pink, but she lifts on tiptoe, mouth going to my ear as she whispers…

My dick goes hard. “Holy fuck, where’d you get a mouth like that, baby?”

Her grin widens, and her stormy gray eyes spark with lightning. “Mmm.” She drops back onto her heels and moves to the door, flicking the lock. “I’d like to think I learned from the best. Now”—her boots click on the floor as she closes the distance between us, takes my hand, and draws me to the couch on the far side of the room—“it’s time.”

“Time for what?” I rasp as she clambers into my lap.

“Time to write the music of the rest of our lives.”

EPILOGUE

Jade

It’s release day.

Valentine’s Day.

Just like we planned.

I’m up early, despite how late we’d been up last night, and I slide out of bed quietly. I love cuddling with Royal in the morning—and what that usually leads to—but today I need a moment to myself.