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I don’t want toleave.
I’ve never trusted anyone like that, but with her, I want to. We’ve been through it all together. It only makes sense, as much as any of thisdoes.
So I show her with my hands and my body. When she gets close, I kiss her deep enough to swallow hermoans.
“Say my name,” she whispers against mylips.
Ido.
I say itonce.
Then again, and again, in time with my strokes. Every time I do, she trembles, as much from my words as mybody.
Fuck, I love this woman. How I denied it so long, I have noidea.
But that thought chases me right to the brink as I chase her, and when she comes, shaking hard around me and digging her heels into my ass and her nails into my shoulders, I’m helpless to do anything butfollow.
When we’re finally sated, I get up and toss the condom then return to bed. She's already shifting toward theedge.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I demand, an edge creeping into myvoice.
Daisy looks at me, caught. “Gettingwater."
“Yeah, no.” I drag her back against my chest. “Anything you need, I’ll get it foryou.”
Her eyes shine. “Anything?"
"Name it. Clothes. Trips. Jewelry." As I say the words, I realize I mean everyone.
She pretends to consider. "Still… just thewater.”
“Smartass.” I mess her hair before leaving to retrieve aglass.
"With ice?" she calls down thehall.
I shake my head as I stand in my now-dark kitchen, the only light the glowing blue from my ice and water dispenser as I fill herglass.
Fuck, this woman destroysme.
Because she means it. She wants nothing from me except me, and I’ve never experienced that, never knew it was something I craved untilnow.
When I return, I watch her drink as she watches me, her eyes full of a satisfaction I want to memorize. The moment she sets down the glass, I shift into bed and pull her back against me. She curls into me, and I settle my arm over hers, circling her wrist with my hand. The metal bracelet feels cold and harsh against the warmth of herskin.
I unfasten it with one hand, slipping it off her, and I reach across to set it on thenightstand.
I’m glad I’m done letting my mistake come between us when she’s been nothing but honest and open and loyal. I’m sure as hell not letting her leavetonight.
Maybeever.
But before I sleep, I can’t kick the thought that a lot can go wrong inforever.
24
Iwakefrom a dream of being in a workout class that doesn’t end. My muscles ache, every limb heavy as my face slides on exquisite and unfamiliarsheets.
I should get up—the sun's peeking around the corners of the blackout curtains—but when I shift to the edge of the bed, a possessive arm bands around me and drags meback.
“It's Saturday. You’re notleaving.”
