Chapter Fourteen
Shay
Prime’s chest was the first thing I felt.
Warm.Steady.Solid.
My cheek was pressed against him, my arm thrown across his stomach, and one leg tangling with his like I was trying to anchor myself to his body.The blanket was twisted somewhere around our hips as sunlight cast soft gold streaks that made his tattoos look darker, sharper.
But the very first thought that hit me?
Easy.
It was just so… easy with him.
The world outside this room was a mess full of danger, secrets, shadows, and a killer no one could catch, but here, with him, it felt like the safest place I’d ever been.
And the happiest.
I’d never been this happy with a man.
Never this peaceful.Never this held.
Prime was everything I’d never had.
When I was scared… he made me feel safe.When I didn’t know what to do, he helped me think.When life got too heavy, he took the weight off my shoulders without asking for anything in return.
I didn’t know what I had done to deserve him, but I knew one thing: I wasn’t going to take it for granted.
“I can hear you thinking,” Prime muttered groggily.
I lifted my head and blinked sleepily as his dark eyes opened to meet mine.
“Hi,” I whispered.
A smirk tugged at his mouth.“Hi.”
I swallowed and blinked up at him shyly.“Shouldn’t this be awkward?”
He looked around lazily and stretched an arm above his head.“I think the only way this would be awkward is if we weren’t in my room… or if the whole club was looking at us.”
I wrinkled my nose.“Yeah, that would be awkward.”
He reached up and brushed my bright red hair from my face to sweep it behind my ear, then leaned down to kiss me.Soft and slow, like it was just something he did naturally.
“If this were awkward or hard,” he murmured against my lips, “I wouldn’t be doing it.Two people being together should be easy and fun.”
My heart stuttered.
“I…” I started.
His eyebrow lifted.“You want?”
I swallowed.“I guess I’ve never had that before.Life has just always been hard.”
He grunted.“Not anymore.Not as long as your ass is in my bed.”
And that was that.
