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The delicious way his hands tighten on me—so needy and full of desire. The soft tenderness of his mouth. The low masculine groan as I part my lips and he tastes my tongue.
It’s all better than what I was able to dream up.
I moan as his possessive hands tighten on my waist and he pulls me closer. His body is so big. So hard.
A fire sparks in my core and radiates through me as we stand in the airplane while the song plays, our tongues doing all the dancing now.
I’m breathless when we pull away. My heart is racing.
I look into his beautiful blue eyes and get emotional when I see the way he’s looking down at me. He’s looking at me like I’m all his. Like it’s already settled. I’m his girl and that’s that.
“I should have done that years ago,” he says in a deep growly voice. “I’m sorry it took so long to realize my girl was in front of me all along.”
“Don’t be hard on yourself, Sebastian,” I whisper as I slide my hand up his soft shirt, feeling his hard muscles underneath. “If things had been different, we might not have had this amazing moment. We might not be here right now, together, like this.”
His eyes drop to my lips and I get tingly all over knowing he’s going to kiss me again.
That beautiful mouth descends on me and he kisses me with a little more urgency. A little more passion. My head is spinning as I kiss this gorgeous man while we rocket through the air.
We have a few more hours before we land and this time, we’re not going to waste a second of it.
Chapter Eight
Sebastian
Ikeep my girl nice and close as we step out of the limo in front of Van Morgan’s giant mansion. A group of paparazzi are hanging around with cameras and vulturous looks on their faces. Their eyes light up when they see me.
“Watch it,” I warn in a growl as they come swarming over, shoving lights and cameras in our faces. I don’t care if they take pictures of me, but I don’t want them near my girl. I’m used to the craziness of fame, but Alina didn’t sign up for this.
I pull her behind me as a microphone is thrust into my face.
“Sebastian, is this your fiancée?” the reporter with the cardboard hair asks.
My hands squeeze into fists when I see them trying to get Alina on camera. Every protective instinct in my body awakens like an enraged beast. She’s mine.
I push a cameraman away and he falls on his ass. That will probably cost me fifty grand, but I don’t care. I’m ready for more.
I whip my head around, glaring at the next guy rushing over to take his place. I’m going to smash my knuckles into his jaw if he points that camera at my girl.
“It’s okay,” Alina says in a soft voice.
My teeth are gritted as I look down at her. My muscles are flexed. My body tense. Livid heat is ripping through me like a firestorm.
Alina gently touches my arm and smiles up at me. “It’s all good, Sebastian,” she whispers to me. “I know what I signed up for and I don’t mind.”
I’m still breathing heavily as she steps forward with a radiant smile. “I’m Alina Hoover,” she says to the nosy reporter. “It’s so nice to meet you all.”
“Are you engaged to Sebastian Kemp?” the reporter asks with that damn microphone in her face.
“I sure am,” she says as she shoots me a smile over her shoulder.
My fists are still clenched and I’m taking deep heavy breaths, but I’m starting to calm down. I have to realize that my girl can take care of herself. She’s done it without me for years.
“How did you two meet?”
“Well, I was in grade two,” she says with a laugh. There are about ten cameras on her, but she doesn’t seem flustered at all. She’s amazing. “I went over to my friend’s house to play Barbies and I saw him for the first time. He was sitting on the couch, playing video games. He had these blue shorts on that were too short for him—he was always growing so fast—and an X-Men T-shirt. His hair was all messy and sticking up in the back. As soon as I saw him, I fell in love. I knew he was the one for me.”
I’m rocked as she turns around with a shy smile.
