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ChapterThirteen
Britta
“You’re here?” I step inside and drop the boxes.
“Where are you going?” He points to the boxes.
Has he lost his mind in the last four days? “Where do you think I’m going?”
“The other end of the earth so I can’t find you? Because you mistakenly think I won’t look for you there?” He stalks closer.
“Oliver.” It takes me a minute to gather my wits. I never expected to see Oliver in New York City. “I’m packing up everything I own and driving back to Havendoor. I’m moving to you, you big idiot.”
His eyes roll black.
Nina gasps.
Desire floods me at the sight of his passion. I say, “Nina, will you give us a few minutes?”
“You sure?”
“I’m perfectly safe.”
A minute later, Nina leaves the apartment, and Oliver and I stare at each other.
He’s still like a statue. “Why did you run away?”
“I had to sort out my life here. I went to speak to my mother and called my father. I told them what they would understand about you. I had to write that story. There’s no way I could have walked away if you were awake.” It still hurts to think about sneaking out that morning. My pulse is running so fast, I’m worried I’ll pass out.
“Thank you for not writing the entire truth.” He closes the distance between us.
“I wrote the important part of the story.” I back against the door, and he follows until there’s no space between us.
His dark eyes close, and he breathes me in. “I thought you didn’t want me. I would never want you to change for me. If you have to live here, I’ll find a way to make it work.”
The idea of Oliver in the city is absurd. “You would go crazy surrounded by so many beating hearts. You can’t exactly hunt in Central Park. I can write from anywhere. Maybe it’s time to write a book or short stories. I don’t know. For now, my boss is good with me working from Havendoor. I mean, if you still want me.”
He growls.
It occurs to me that his declaration of love might have just been sex talk. “If you didn’t mean what you said, I can stay here with Nina. This is her apartment. I can stay.”
“I love you, Birgitta. I love you. I’ll love you until the end of time.” He nibbles on my neck just behind my ear.
I wrap my legs around his hips and my skirt hikes up to my waist. “I love you too.”
His kiss is hard and desperate.
I suck his tongue into my mouth and grind my hips against him.
Fumbling with his zipper, his hands touch my soaking panties.
Even that drives me higher and I push into the contact.
Once his cock is free, he groans and rips my underwear away before thrusting deep inside.
The neighbors are going to complain, but I can’t stop the scream as pleasure rockets through me.
Oliver fucks me against the door, and I clutch his head and shoulder, longing for more. Every thrust rubs my clit and his mouth drives my senses wild with magic kisses. His grip on my ass brings his fingers to graze my anus.
