Chapters (20)
“Curran, stop while you’re ahead, or I swear, I’ll kick you until you fly right out of this window.”
He pounced on me. I tried to punch him, but it was like trying to wrestle a bear. He gathered me up and pulled me to him.
“Go away!”
“I love you,” he said.
I stopped struggling.
“Where the hell would I go without you, Kate? No matter where I went, you would be there in my head. I would miss you every moment of my life.”
“I would miss you, too.”
He squeezed me to him, his gray eyes laughing. “I brought you something.”
He pulled out a folded piece of lined paper and held it in front of me.
New Plan
- Get Awesome Cosmic Powers.
- Nuke my dad.
- Retire from the land-claiming business.
Below in his handwriting, he’d added several lines.
- Get married and start a family.
- Have children. Hopefully not screw them up too badly.
- Live a life we’re proud of.
He squeezed me to him.
There was nothing about the Guild there. Nothing about power or wealth. It was just him and me.
“Am I enough?” I asked.
“Always,” he said. “Come on, baby. Let’s go home. It’s late.”
“Do we have to go home right now?”
His hold on me shifted. “No, we don’t. But there is a bed here and no children, so if we stay here, I can’t guarantee your safety.”
I looked at him. “How much danger do you think I’m in?”
Little golden sparks flared in his gray eyes. “You have no idea.”
“We’ve been together for two years. I think I have some idea.”
He leaned over me and kissed me, his mouth sealing mine. It was more than a kiss. It felt like a promise and I kissed him back, making promises of my own. His hold on me tightened. His hands gripped me. The kiss broke. I opened my eyes and saw his, focused on me and heated from within by something wild.
I flipped onto my knees on the bed and kissed him, again and again, tasting him, his tongue, his lips, my hands sliding over his hard shoulders, his muscles tensing under my fingers. “I love you,” I whispered.
He buried his face in my neck. His tongue painted heat on my skin. He knew where to kiss, the sensitive spot right below my ear. It sent delicious shivers all the way down my spine.
“More . . .”
He kissed me there again. His teeth nipped the skin, the slight ping of pain a shocking burst of pleasure. I gasped. He pulled me to him, possessive, completely sure I would let him. His hand slid up my back, under the T-shirt. I stretched from the sheer pleasure of it. He unhooked my bra, rocked me back, and then he was on top of me, looking at me from three inches away. “Mine.”
“Always.”