Page 455 of A Matter of Time

“Yes, but⁠—”

“If there’s fallout, there’s fallout. I’m ready.”

“But you shouldn’t have to be.”

He shrugged. “There are more important revelations.”

“Oh? Like?”

“I had no idea you could dance like that.”

I chuckled.

“I mean, every woman out there is thinking ‘if he moves like that on the floor, what must he be like in bed?’”

I laughed at him. “You’re insane.”

He grunted. “And all the guys are thinkin’ ‘damn… I wish I could move like that.’”

It didn’t matter what anyone else thought, the important part was that I had obviously enchanted my man. The way he was pressing against me, the way he bumped my chin with his nose, making me lift up so he could reach my throat with his mouth, the way his breath caught, his hands under my shirt, sliding over my bare skin… All of it let me know that I was wanted, desired, needed.

“And some guys out there are wondering what it would be like to sleep with a man just one time.”

“Is that right?”

“Or, more precisely…sleep with Sam Kage’s man.”

I closed my eyes and arched up into him, my skin burning up, aching to be touched.

“You are gorgeous, and everybody wants you.”

His hands were all over me, and I heard myself whimper.

“But you’re mine…only mine.”

I felt the heat in his words, the possessive growl that annihilated me.

“It was the first thing I ever thought when I saw you lying in the street.”

My eyes snapped open, and I looked up into his face, which I could just barely see in the darkness.

“I remember you were there on the ground with that stupid dog, and I thought…he’s mine. He belongs to me. It was the weirdest thing, and it didn’t make any sense, but that’s why I followed you around, and that’s why I could never let you walk away… I knew right then, right there, in the middle of the street, that you belonged to me…and that you were supposed to be with me.”

“You did?” My voice was barely there. The lump in my throat made it hard to even make a sound.

“I did. I knew. I’d never felt anything like it before. I’d never had that reaction to anyone. That’s why I had to see you and talk to you. When something happens like that, when you get struck by lightning, you have to figure out what’s happening. You must find out.”

“And what did you find out?”

“That you’re the one.”

I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tight.

He pressed against me, his leg wedged between my thighs, face buried in my shoulder, arms holding tight. I was completely enfolded, and instead of it being smothering because he was so much bigger than me, it was amazing. I loved being held like I was everything.

“Come on,” he said after several long minutes. “Let’s go back in so we can say good night and go home.”

I scoffed. “None of those people are gonna let me go home.”