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Tyler leans in and presses his lips to mine. They’re soft yet commanding, just like I remembered, and it makes me crave more.
“I’ve missed you so much. You don’t know how many nights I dreamed about tasting these lips again. This can’t be real,” Tyler whispers.
So many times I’ve thought about being in Tyler’s arms again. I can’t believe this is actually happening and that he knows about Maddie. I never imagined in my heart of hearts that things would work out like this. Even though I was mad at him, I’ve missed him.
My fingers reach up and trace the shaggy hair on the top of his head. “Believe it. We’re very real—and we make really pretty babies together.”
“That we do.”
This time when we kiss it’s not gentle like it was only moments before. This time I can feel the urgency in his lips as they tangle up, like if he doesn’t take me right here and now in this car, I’ll disappear. A hunger that I haven’t experienced since the night I was with him comes over me and more than anything else right now, I want him. I want Tyler to take me.
“Do you want to go inside?” Tyler asks, waking me from my daze. “They’ll be more room inside.”
I nod while the fire inside me still rages. “Come on.”
We all but run to the front door of the bar once we’re out of the car. I flip on the lights and then lead Tyler to my office in the back.
I close us inside and Tyler yanks his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled body and the vast array of tattoos covering his body. Looks like he’s added a few more to his chest since the last time I saw him.
I swallow hard, still unable to look away from his body. He notices me staring, and his smile turns wickedly sexy. Tyler starts toward me like a tiger stalking his prey, slow and deliberate. His approach causes my stomach to knot. I sit on my desk.
Tyler sits beside me and twists around to look into my eyes. “What do you say, Avery? We have the bar all to ourselves . . .”
I giggle at his playfulness.
He cups my face, leans in, and kisses me.
I’ve missed this.
I’ve missed h
im.
I close my eyes, and allow my fingers to find their way into his hair. He’s got sexy hair. Tyler kisses down my neck and when his lips meet the soft skin under my ear, the scruff on his chin tickles a bit. From that point he moves on to my shoulder, placing soft kisses on my exposed flesh. He slides the straps of my tank top down and I throw my head back when he kisses my collarbone.
My chest heaves as the need to kiss him again consumes me. I grab his face in both of my hands and pull his mouth back to mine and I kiss him like I need him more than air.
Tyler stands up and pushes himself between my legs.
“I’ve missed you so much. I know I don’t deserve a second shot at your trust, but I’m begging you for one. Avery, I love you,” he says.
I bite my lip as I stare into his eyes. All I see when I look in them is truth—that he means what he’s saying. Our connection has always been strong but he broke my heart once and I’m afraid to give it over to him again.
“I . . .” I hesitate.
Tyler brushes a strand of hair away from my face. “It’s okay if you don’t say it back. I have to earn that from you, but I want you to know that I’m willing to put in the work. I’ll do whatever it takes to prove to you that I meant it when I said I love you and that I won’t ever hurt you again. I’ve learned my lesson. I can’t be without you.”
I nod, feeling thankful that he understands why I can’t say the words back to him just yet.
He starts to slide my straps back up, but I place my hand on his, halting it in place. “Just because I can’t say it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. I still want you, Tyler—more than ever.”
That is all the permission Tyler needs. He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it up over my head. His large hands glide down the length of my torso and I shiver with anticipation as he reaches for the button on my shorts. I grind against him, loving the feeling of his hard cock pressing against the spot that is begging for his touch right now.
He pops the button open and unzips my jean shorts. The moment his mouth touches the base of my throat, a moan escapes me as he caresses my breasts over my lace bra.
“Mmmm, just as nice as I remember,” he says after he pushes down the fabric of my bra. My nipples pucker as his bare chest rubs against them and he kisses me once more before he bends down and wraps his lips around the taut pink flesh.
I arch my back, loving the way his mouth feels on me. “Tyler . . .”
