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“What’s really going on?” I demanded.
“Is this real?” Tate asked as he stood up in front of me. The fierce look in his eyes had my own hands trembling in response. “Please tell me I’m not the only one, here.”
“What?”
“Don’t ‘what’ me. Come on. You and me. And don’t fucking pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about. And don’t lie. I know you.”
“If you know me, then you know the answer.”
“No games, Ree,” Tate muttered as he took a step closer. “Tell me.”
“You first.”
I took a step back, my heart beating wildly.
I wasn’t stupid. I recognized Tate’s jealousy. And though a part of me was angry at his behavior with Korry, I had to admit that possessive Tate was hot as hell.
No one had claimed me like that before.
Ever.
He didn’t relent, taking one step closer to me.
“It’s not just a want, Ree. It’s bigger than that,” Tate whispered, looking at me with a hunger that was unmistakable. “I need you. More than… fuck, I can’t even begin to explain how much. It’s time we both stopped running.”
“I know,” I barely managed to whisper, my throat closing over. “But I’m scared.”
“Of me?” he asked, his horrified expression causing me to reach up and cup his face.
I ran my fingers through his soft beard.
“No. Never you. Of this. Us. Once we cross that line, we can’t go back. I can’t. Not with you. Not with my best friend,” I paused, my pulse racing so fast I was out of breath. “And you can’t wake up tomorrow and act like nothing happened. Or leave, or?—”
“Shut up already so I can kiss you,” Tate quipped.
“God, you’re such a?—”
Any other words were silenced by Tate’s lips taking mine.
There were no cameras rolling. There was no script to guide us.
It was only me and him.
And a kiss that was long overdue, but strangely enough, right on time.
Tate’s lips were demanding, not giving me any room to pause. To question.
His mouth mauled mine, our tongues tangling, teasing, the pleasure so intense that I gripped his hair tightly and angled his head for a deeper connection. His tongue snaked around mine, playfully at first.
Then he full-on fucked my mouth, and his lusty aggression sparked mine.
A decade’s worth of want had me desperate for more. Tate kissed me like he owned me, and I couldn’t get enough.
“No more flirting with sexy bodyguards,” Tate growled in between mauling kisses as he slid his hands down to cup my ass, walking me backwards.
“No more random fuckboys,” I countered, nipping his lower lip.
His answering groan had me wrapping my legs around his waist.
