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He shook his head, the silken ends of his hair sweeping across her collarbone. “I don’t just want you right now, I want you forever.” He thrusted deep, squeezing the air out of her lungs in a high cry. “I want you to stop running from me. Whatever’s going on, I need you to tell me. Because it’s you and me. You and me forever.” Another thrust, this one even deeper. He was holding her close, her breasts crushing against his chest, but it still wasn’t close enough. “Until you tell me to go away.”
“I won’t ever tell you to go away.”
“Then tell me that you love me. Do you love me?”
“Of course I do.” She would always love him; there was no question about that. He was her today, her tomorrow, her forever.
“Then say it.”
“I love you.”
His movements sped up. The shelf dug into her back as he fucked her hard, every movement brutal. Another orgasm crested, intense pleasure mingling with pain.
And then he found his own release, coming deep inside her as he thrusted into her one last time, his body shuddering against hers.
For a long time, he looked into her eyes, and she looked into his, neither of them talking, yet it felt like they were saying everything.
“I love you,” she said again, brushing the hair back from his face. She pressed a kiss between his brows. “I’ve never stopped loving you, and I never will. You are perfect for me, Darien. And I always think about you, all the time. Even before we started dating, you were all I thought about.”
Despite the echo of sorrow in his eyes, a smile curved his alluring mouth. “Sounds like someone had a crush.”
“You have no idea,” she said around a huff of laughter. “I was crushing hard.”
“Will you tell me what’s going on?” he whispered. “Please?”
There was a commotion out in the hallway.
The guards were coming back.
Darien swore under his breath. Quickly, he set her down. Loren hurried to pull up her underwear, fingers trembling as she fastened the buttons on her shirt. Darien was finished with himself in no time, his pants back up, belt back in place. He helped her do up the last button on her blouse, his movements quicker than hers.
As soon as he was done, she grabbed her bags and took his hand, tugging him across the room, toward the door at the other end.
A book fell off the shelf. It hit the floor with a thud, pages creasing.
Loren stared at Darien with wide, terrified eyes.
Darien stared back.
The footsteps in the hallway picked up speed.
Loren’s eyes flashed to the door on the other side of the room—the one that connected this classroom to the next. This hallway was made up of a network of classrooms, and that door was their only other way out.
“Let’s play a game,” she whispered.
“What?” Darien mouthed.
“I want you to catch me.”
“Loren,” Darien hissed, looking over his shoulder at the sound of the approaching guards.
Loren took off running.
She hurtled through the door that led to the next classroom just as the guards were bursting through the one behind them, shouting out for them to stop.
Darien was right behind her, the pounding of his footfall mixing with hers and the guards’. She pushed herself as fast as she could, but she was already winded from their fun against the bookshelf, and her legs were wobbling like jelly. But she ran, barely a foot ahead of Darien. She hoped it would be enough.
When they reached the third room, she stopped taking the doorways that connected to classrooms and instead pivoted to the left, flying out into the dark corridor that would take her back to the library, door slamming against the wall.
