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He slid down it and met me in the middle. “You sure you weren’t just scared?”
“Me?” I asked, sitting down and grabbing a slice. I lay down and stared up at the dark sky. “Scared of falling through the air? Psh. No.”
Blaise hummed, his smile … making me feel things. It wasn’t like I hadn’t felt this way before now. It was just … I couldn’t explain it in words. My stomach was fluttering, my chest light.
“What happened to loving the rush?” he asked, lying down next to me.
“Did I say that?” I scratched my forehead, as if I didn’t remember, scrunched my nose, and giggled. “Ireallydon’t remember saying that. Only psychopaths would love dropping, like, ten feet into concrete.”
When he didn’t respond for a long time, I glanced over at him to see him staring at me.
“God,” he whispered, pushing strands of hair out of my face. While he had been smiling and laughing only a moment ago, his face was now relaxed, completely with no strain, only … awe. He parted his lips and brushed the pad of his thumb across my cheek. “I fucking love you.”
I sucked in a sharp breath. “Y-you what?” I whispered, taken aback.
Almost as if he hadn’t realized he’d said it, Blaise widened his brown eyes. “I … I didn’t …” he stuttered for a couple moments, stumbling aimlessly over his words until he finally pressed his lips together and stared at me even more seriously this time. “I love you, Vera.”
Blaise Harleen loves me? Me?
“Are you … serious?” I asked in a breathy whisper, placing the pizza down in the box.
After turning onto his side, he gazed into my eyes as he still stroked my cheek with his thumb. “I-I don’t know what you’ve done to me, Sunshine, but I can’t get enough of you. You’ve been the only person there for me, the only person who truly cares.”
“Blaise, I …”
“I know you want me to take it back and act like the same guy I was toward you that first day in World History, but I can’t. I don’t want to take it back. I fucking love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. You’re the best damn thing that’s happened to me.”
This wasn’t a character saying this in one of my stories. This was real.
“You don’t have to say it back right now.” He took my hand in his and gently kissed my knuckles. “I promise I’ll wait until whenever you’re ready. I’m not going anywhere. So, if you want to run out of here, scared shitless, then you have another thing—”
My chest exploded with warmth. I turned onto my stomach, gently gripped his chin in my hand, and kissed him deeply, passion completely overtaking me. “I love you too.”
ChapterSeventy-One
VERA
“Ilove you,” I breathed out against his lips, gently tugging on the ends of his hair.
He took my face in his hands, moving his lips faster against mine and becoming filled with more and more needy passion by the second. I let my hands wander down his abdomen to his belt, needing him more than ever right now.
Never in a million freaking years had I thought someone would say those words to me. I had been alone for so long, throwing myself into love story after love story and wishing that I could find someone to love me as much as my characters loved each other.
Rain began to drizzle down from the sky around us, but neither of us seemed to care. Blaise flipped us over and knelt between my legs, dipping his head to deepen our kiss, then undid his pant button.
Placing wet kisses down my neck, he slipped his hands under my top and groped my breasts through my bra. Then, he trailed his lips lower down to my collarbone, his scruff tickling the skin bared to him.
“Fuck,” he mumbled against me, biting down softly on my shoulder. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for someone to say those words to me and actually mean it. You’re all I fucking care about, Sunshine. All that I’ll ever care about.”
I threw my head back and spread my legs farther, giving him better access to rub his bulge against my covered pussy. “Please, give it to me,” I begged, not caring that we were in a public space, that the park lights were blazing down upon us. I wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed him harder.
Thrusting a hand between us, I reached into his jeans and stroked him through his briefs. My pussy pulsed at how hard he was for me, at the thought of having him inside of me again. But this time … this time, it would be different.
“These need to come off of you,” Blaise said, seizing the waistband of my pants and pulling it down to my ankles. He repositioned himself between my legs, rubbed my bare pussy with two large fingers, and grunted. “God, V …”
I moaned softly, tilted my head back, and fluttered my eyes closed. “Please …” I whispered, stroking him faster.
The drizzle became heavier and heavier as thunder rumbled above us. Rain soaked through Blaise’s jacket and shirt, making it cling to his muscular body. I tightened at the sight, running my fingers along his strong, flexed arms.
