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Just like I’ve needed him before.
“Breathe,” I say softly, keeping my hand over his heart.
He sucks in a breath and his eyes seek out Jasmin.
“Breathe,” I repeat. “We can talk about it all. But right now, I need you to look at me and listen.”
My heart stalls as I wait for the excruciating seconds to pass until he looks back at me.
But then he does.
Deep brown meets light blue.
“Tell me what you smell.” I hold his eyes; afraid he won’t answer. That he won’t let me in. Just like the secrets I know he keeps about where he goes and what he does away from the estate.
What if he can’t let me in?
I hold my breath, but then his eyes soften, and he focuses on me.
“Vanilla wrapped in petals,” he rasps, lifting one hand to cup my cheek, stroking it with his thumb as his eyes pinch at the corners.
I choke back the relieved sob that’s threatening to escape.
“Now tell me what you see,” I whisper.
There’s a flash of emptiness in his eyes before he blinks it away.
“I see you.” He drops his forehead to mine and grasps the back of my neck. “I see a sunbeam.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. I press myself against his chest and kiss him with everything I have until the hammering of his heart eases against mine. We’re panting when our lips part, and I hold his face in my own as gravel crunches in the distance and Logan’s voice mingles with Jasmin’s somewhere nearby.
My head is dizzy with what I need to tell him. The feelings that are rushing up, straight from my heart, ready to pour from my lips.
Confessions.
Confessions and hopes and dreams.
All with him at the center.
“I—”
“I know.” Dax silences me with a kiss, screwing his face up against mine. “Believe me, Rose, I know.” He kisses me again. “Thank you for being here. Thank you for being you. For being exactly what I need to stop myself fucking everything up even more.”
“You’re not fucking anything up.”
Dax glances to the side, and I follow his gaze to where Logan has his arm wrapped around Jasmin and is leading her inside. They look over at us, and Dax stiffens, his jaw clenching.
I turn his face back to me.
“Let’s go back upstairs. Take a minute. Then you can talk to her.”
I cry out as teeth sink into my neck and my cheek squashes against the wall.
Dax grunts as he fucks me hard from behind.
I’m pinned between his tattooed chest and the bedroom wall as he takes out his frustrations using my body as his safe place.
But I don’t care. It was my idea. I could see how much rage there was still simmering inside him when we came inside following his confrontation with Jasmin. He tries so hard to rein it in, but the truth is, Dax will always have a temper bubbling away beneath the calm surface.
