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Yeah, she’d only lasted thirty seconds without talking. But the silent game was hard. Loki always won against her.
“Back in the bar. I’ll get it another day.” He opened the door and set her inside. “Got a blanket in the back.”
He did?
He grabbed it from the back. It was still in its packaging. And it was pink and fluffy.
She could only think of one reason he’d have a pink fluffy blanket in his truck. But that was crazy.
Right?
“Did you . . . did you get this for me?” she asked.
She still thought she should go back in to find Loki. Leaving him didn’t feel right. What if he needed her?
“You don’t wear enough clothes,” was all Remy said in reply. He took off the packaging and wrapped it around her.
“You don’t like my clothes?” she asked in a small voice. It might not seem like a big thing, but to Isa it was. She had a very certain style that she liked.
Big or Little.
And if he didn’t approve . . .
He grasped hold of her chin, turning her face to him. The interior truck light highlighted his face. She wished she was brave enough to kiss him. To lean up into his touch and press her lips to his.
Then, suddenly, he was leaning down. And his mouth took hers.
It wasn’t a gentle kiss.
It wasn’t cajoling or sweet.
It was pure, hot possession. It was obsession. Her toes curled and a whimper of need escaped her mouth as he pushed her into the seat and devoured her.
She wanted to reach up, to touch him, but she was tangled up in the blanket.
Besides, this felt like a declaration.
Something Remy had to say.
You’re mine.
When he drew back, he was panting slightly, his gaze intense.
“I love your clothes. They’re a reflection of you. Cute and fun and sweet. You can wear whatever the fuck you want. Unless I’m in charge of choosing for you.”
Um. Yikes.
She wasn’t so sure about that.
“But I’ll only choose what you like. Don’t need you to change, Isa. Just need you to be healthy and safe. And fucking warm. Got me?”
Another shiver ran through her.
She had to face the fact that his grumbly tone just did it for her.
“Got it,” she replied.
Leaning in, he gave her another hard, but sadly, short kiss. When he drew back and did up her belt, her lips were tingling. Her mind racing.
