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“That I don’t deserve this. That it’s too good. That it’s all going to fall apart.”

“Come here, sweetheart.” He turned his chair to face me and opened his legs. I walked over to him and knelt between them. When he pulled me to him, I laid my head against his chest and let myself relax into him. One of his hands rubbed my back while the other slid into my hair, holding me against him as if he was afraid I would pull away. That wouldn’t happen. I was always happy for him to touch me.

“What do you want when all of this is over?” he asked.

“That depends on you.”

“No, it doesn’t. You want what you want. I can say yes or no.”

I pulled back and looked at him, taking hold of his chin, tilting his head down until our eyes met. “Can you?”

“Jesus. I don’t know. Apparently I’m not very good as saying no to you.”

I grinned. “That’s one of my favorite things about you.”

He shoved at my chest. “Shut the fuck up.”

“I think you like it too. You like how easy I make it to say yes.”

“We’ve said it before. There’s never been anything easy about this.”

I couldn’t deny that. “Maybe there could be if we come out of this alive.”

He narrowed his eyes. “There aren’t any other options. We will survive this.”

“Someone out there wants you dead.”

“But I’m alive. I have friends and resources, and I have you.”

“I won’t let them hurt you.”

“I won’t let them hurt you either,” Carter insisted. “Therefore, there are no other options. So, what do you want when it’s over?”

“You, here, naked, doing whatever I want, ready for me whenever I desire you.”

Carter rolled his eyes. “You know that’s not what I meant. Although I can think of worse ways to exist.”

“Yeah, me too. I want us together. I want time like this where it’s just us.”

“You’d like to live out here, wouldn’t you?” he asked.

“Are you inviting me to move in?”

“I thought you already had.”

My heart beat wildly at those words. He thought…. He was letting me…. “You’re right. I have.”

“You don’t want to live in the city, do you? I can’t see you there in a condo.”

“Working alongside you? Fighting with Miles every day?”

He huffed. “You need to learn to get along with him first.”

“Do I?”

“He a good guy. He cares about me.”

I knew he was right. “Fine. I can probably come to terms with him.”

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