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Love?
But she’d made it more than obvious the feelings weren’t mutual. She was sexually attracted to him. Her body gave that away. But more than once she’d said she didn’t like him. It was difficult for him to admit that he couldn’t have what he wanted. Stupid, since he wasn’t really sure what that was.
If he seriously wanted to make this something more than a tentative friendship on her part, he’d have to continue working to regain her trust, and there was a good chance, even after he did everything he could to show her he wouldn’t let her down again, even after he tried his damned best to make her believe in him again…that she wouldn’t.
His father’s comment about her possibly being the woman to be his queen, flashed through his mind.
Was she?
Damn if he didn’t want to find out.
That was a risk that was well worth the reward.
But it was important he tread carefully. No matter what, he wouldn’t be the one to hurt her. Never again.
“Leo?” she questioned, looking confused.
Shit. How long had he been lost in thought?
“Yes, I’m ready.” Reaching out, he entwined his fingers with hers, not waiting to see if she would pull away or not. “You probably don’t like this, but don’t read too much into it. I just want to make sure I don’t fall flat on my ass and embarrass myself.”
She glanced up at him through her long, thick lashes, and smiled, her eyes dancing with laughter. “Now that’s something I’d pay to see.”
“I’m sure there are quite a few people who—” He stepped onto the ice, and sure enough, he did it. He fell flat on his ass, and took her down with him. They hit the ice hard, and he pulled her on top of him in an attempt to keep her from getting hurt. She ended up sprawled on top of his chest, with her legs between his, and she slammed down on him so hard that the breath came right out of his lungs. “Oof.”
She lifted her head, eyes wide, and stared down at him with parted lips—lips that were so damn close and kissable it hurt to not take advantage of that. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders and on either side of his head, and her cheeks were as pink as the tip of her nose. “Oh my God. You hit your head. Are you okay?”
Her hair tickled his nose, and her knee had come uncomfortably close to jamming his cock, and he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to walk without limping, but he’d died and gone to heaven, so none of that mattered anymore anyway. Her body was pressed against his in all the right places, she was in his arms for the first time since that night in the hallway when she hadn’t even known who he was, and she smelled like roses.
So right now, he was pretty damn good.
“Leo.” She waved a hand in front of his eyes. “Hello?”
He blinked and framed her face with both his hands, unable to resist touching her when she was lying on top of him. “You’re so beautiful.”
To his surprise, she didn’t pull away, or stiffen, or even look annoyed. She slowly traced the line of his jaw, her focus on the spot she touched. He didn’t dare to so much as breathe, in case he scared her off, or ripped her out of her thoughts. “Why didn’t you come to the airport like you promised? Everything would be so different now.”
“I would have come, if I’d known,” he said, running his thumb over her lower lip gently. “I’ll come from now on, no matter how far away you are, or how many years pass. If you call me, I’ll be there for you. I promise.”
She licked her lips and shook her head slightly, her eyes solemn. “It’s too late for those types of promises.”
“It’s never too late to make a promise you intend to keep,” he said slowly, running his thumb over her lip again. “And I swear to you, here and now, that I’ll keep that promise, as surely as I’m going to kiss you right now, because, damn it, Alicia, I need to fucking kiss you.”
Without waiting for a reply, he tugged her head down to his, closing the space between them, and captured her lips. She moaned into his mouth, her palm pressing more firmly to his cheek, the other one resting over his heart. His pulse raced, and he slid his tongue inside her mouth, tasting the pure sweetness that was Alicia Forkes.
When she parted her lips and pressed her tongue to his before slowly circling it, he growled and explored her body, slowly learning all her curves with new hands. Cupping her ass, he pushed his hips up, pressing his erection against her softness. She held on to him tightly, rolling against him wantonly before spreading her legs and resting her knees on either side of his hips.
Every single reason he had for not touching her flew out the window, because there was no stopping this. No stopping the tidal wave of need crashing over his head, dragging him under until all that was left was this.
Alicia.
He lifted his hips, arching them up so he thrust against her as he took command of the kiss from her. She gasped when he gripped her ass hard and rolled her onto the padded floor beside the rink, settling between her legs before she could so much as gasp at the change. The second she wrapped her legs around his waist, he rocked against her, cursing the clothes between them.
Closing his palms over her large breasts, he skimmed the sides of his thumbs against her hard nipples. She moaned and ran her hands down his back, digging her nails into the skin through the thin cotton shirt he still wore, before bringing them around front to his bare chest. As she spread her fingers through his chest hair, he broke off the kiss and licked a trail down her neck, right over her racing pulse.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed of this, of having you in my arms, naked and writhing and mine.” He twisted her nipples a little roughly, biting down on her shoulder at the same time. “After all these years, and all that time, the dream is back, and you’re in my arms, and there’s no way in hell I’m letting you go. Never”—he slid his hand over her smooth stomach and then under the waistband of her leggings—“again.”
