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“Meet me back at our place.”
“D—”
“Meetme.”
Gavin blinked, his dark lashes kissing the pale skin of his cheeks, and when he nodded, I forced myself to let him go.
It was up to him now. I’d warned him off, given himsomany chances to run. It was dangerous for him to wade into these waters with me. I didn’t know what I was doing. But if he came to me tonight, all bets were off.
Gavin would be mine.
THIRTY
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MY HAND WAS shaking as I reached for the door handle of our apartment, and I pulled it back, hesitating.
If I walked in there now, I was putting my heart on the line. It could get absolutely pulverized, ripped into tiny little pieces I wasn’t sure I’d be able to put back together again.
Daire wasn’t a safe bet. Not by any means. Yet something about him called to me in a way no one ever had before. I could see the flashes of vulnerability, the part of him that hungered for a real connection—I felt that deep down. That was why I hadn’t been able to shut the door on him, not completely. It was why I’d just left my date at the concert, feigning illness.
This could be a monumental mistake. Daire might want nothing more than another fuck, but he didn’t need me for that. He could have anyone.
Maybe, just maybe, he wanted this too.
Swallowing hard, I forced myself to turn the handle and step inside.
The lights were low, like no one was home, but Daire paced the room, running his hand through his hair. At the sound of the door opening, his head jerked up, and the sharp relief on his face had my pulse kicking up.
He’d thought I wasn’t coming.
As someone who rarely gave any fucks, he’d beenworried.
I closed the door and had barely taken more than a couple of steps when he rushed toward me, sweeping me up in his arms. His mouth crashed down on mine, and just like that, I was lost, caught up in the way his hold on me tightened, not allowing even an inch to come between us, as he kissed me like he owned me. Like I’d always been his and he’d only just realized what he’d been missing.
I curled my fingers in his hair, drawing in every bit of his breath as our tongues met in fervent strokes. My head was spinning, reality not setting in, because God, this felt like a dream. Our first time together had been so quick and intense that I hadn’t gotten to explore Daire. Not the way he kissed, not the possessive way he ran his hands up and down my back. Not how thoroughly he tasted me as he cradled my head in his strong fighter hands.
“I thought you’d never get here…” he panted, pulling his mouth from mine. His eyes traced every line and feature of my face as I drew him close and rested my forehead to his.
“I was always here.” I drew a hand down and rested it over his heart, my meaning clear, even though I wasn’t brave enough to voice it.
Daire closed his eyes, smoothing his hands down to my lower back as he urged my body in close to his. The frantic kiss from seconds ago was replaced by a stamp of ownership. A hard press of his lips to mine.
“Daire?” His name was practically a moan, the physical doing its best to override the emotional. But there was something I wanted, something I’d been dreaming about, since the first time Daire kissed me right here in our apartment.
“Hmm?”
“Will you take me to your bedroom?”
His lips quirked, adding an almost boyish quality to his devilish good looks. “Sleepy?”
“Definitely not.”
Daire took my hand and began to walk backward to his room. His gaze traveled a wicked path from my head to my toes, as though I were already naked.
“Red looks good on you.”
My heart skipped at the compliment, the same one he’d given me earlier. But there was no mistaking what he meant this time as he led me into his room. He liked how I looked tonight.
