He pulled back slightly and rested his forehead on mine. His lip twitched again mine and then he smiled. It was the biggest smile I had seen from him, and it was magnificent.

I was gasping for air when I whispered onto his lips "The kitchen counter is where the magic happens. I think you have a thing for them."

He chuckled against my mouth as he left a quick kiss on my lips.

His eyes narrowed with sureness and gleamed with possessiveness as he assured "No. I just have a thing for you."

I pulled back slightly to see him better but still not removing my legs from his waist or my arms around the back of his neck.

"I am obsessed with you, Ella." He said lowly "I could not leave the conversation at the beach like that."

My jaw did not get the chance to drop neither did my heartbeat get a chance to lower.

I could not even show my disbelief at what he was saying because he lowered his head and began trailing kisses along my jawline.

His mouth went from my jaw to my ear and then to the corner of my lip. I twined my hands around the back of his neck and dragged him closer, so he was fully tasting me. He took over immediately and dominated the kiss.

I closed my eyes as his tongue once again slipped past my lips and danced with mine. My hands with their minds of their own gripped his hair. His own hands roamed, one remained cupping my cheek and the other went past my hair and then to the back of my neck.

I felt centred to him. Like two magnets or an object in a gravitational field.

We pulled back and I let my head rest on his chest. The scent enveloped me. The familiar smell of engine grease, leather and aftershave circled me.

I inhaled him as I wound my hands around his bulky chest, so I was hugging him.

Both of his hands cupped my face as I smiled.

"I like you." I felt the need to say again before adding "And it takes a lot for me to recognise what I am feeling so you should count yourself lucky."

"I am lucky, Ella."

My smile turned to a grin.

I then went on to question, "What did you want to say to me at the beach?"

He raised a brow "Did the kiss not speak for itself?"

"I don't know." I taunted “You might have to do it again. Just to make sure the message is crystal clear."

The giant leaned closer and pecked the side of my mouth before whispering darkly "You wicked girl, you know exactly what I am trying to say."

I was still unsure what his intentions were. A probing feeling like a knife poked at my insides like a warning.