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Only this time, she wouldn’t be looking at a few empty years before her. She’d be looking at forever.
Without him.
Shit. When had the vampire started to mean so much? Because she couldn’t breathe without tasting him. She wanted his touch, his mouth, his blood. Him. Always him.
“Pity we didn’t meet before,” she whispered. What would life have been like? She glanced over and saw him hauling on a pair of jeans.
He froze at her words and then gritted, “I wish to hell we had.”
So did she. “Simon…” What could she say? Her eyes drifted over him. Broad, strong shoulders. Muscled chest. Slim hips. So sexy. So?—
Simon.
Vampire. Man.
Hers.
Dee’s breath caught. “You—you came to me because you thought I’d stop Grim.”
A nod.
“But if you just wanted to be free of him, why did you keep putting yourself between me and—” Everything. Everyone. “I can take care of myself, you know. You don’t have to jump in front of me every time things get a little dicey.” A very bad habit he seemed to have acquired.
He snapped the button on the jeans. Yanked up the zipper. Denied her the too pleasing sight of his still hard cock. “I was protecting you because you’re mine to protect.”
Okay, now she was nearly cutting the sheet with her death grip.
His eyes narrowed as he stalked around the edge of the bed. “You want to clear the air about what’s happening here? Okay. Fine.”
Uh, maybe she should yank on some clothes, too. She reached for her shirt.
He grabbed her arms and pulled her against him. “This is a fuck-off talk, isn’t it? One dressed up in some kind of nice, polite chitchat.” His eyes turned to black.
“I never told you to fuck off,” she managed, voice quiet.
“Yet.” His fingers tightened around her. “I protected you because you were mine to protect, got it? I knew I wanted you from the beginning.” He kissed her, hard, deep, and had her nipples tightening, her sex clenching, and her toes curling. Oh, yeah. “Mine,” he gritted again. “I wasn’t going to let anyone—Grim, your demon friend, or even your witch—stand between us.”
No one was between them now. Only the thin sheet.
“The start was screwed up.” His chin lifted. “I’m not denying that. Yes, I lied. Yes, I tricked you. But I’m also the man who was ready to die for you. I’m the?—”
“You said you loved me.” She threw out the words.
His eyes glittered down at her.
Dee took a deep breath and tasted him. I’ll fucking love you forever.
Until Simon, no man had ever said that to her and meant it. Sure, guys would claim love all the time if they thought a quick lay was coming.
He licked his lips. “I did.”
“You meant it?” And she meant for her words to come out as a statement, not a question.
His hand rose and his strong fingers curled around her jaw. “I meant it.”
Not a lie. Not some trick to get her help. The pressure on her chest eased and warmth spilled inside her. “I want to hear you say the words again.” Because she could be stubborn, too. Neither one of them was perfect. Far, far from it.
“I. Love. You.” Almost angry.
