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“Look at me, Sair.”
She struggled to open her eyes as her legs lifted to clasp his hips.
“Baby,” he groaned, touching his forehead to hers, staring down at her as he eased inside her. Slow and easy. “I love you, Sair.”
She stilled, blinked. She couldn’t have heard him correctly.
“What?” Her voice trembled, hope surged through her.
“I love you, Sair. My sweet little Sair. My heart. I love you.”
He pushed in deeper, stealing her breath. Her arms wrapped around his neck as pleasure turned to something brighter, hotter.
“I love you, Ethan Cooper,” she cried out, arching as he took more of her. “Oh God, I love you.”
He plunged deep. The hard, forceful stroke took her breath, gave her what she needed, a pleasure so rich, so destructive, nothing existed but them. No Sarah. No Ethan. Just together.
He pumped inside her, holding her to him, his lips covered hers, his kiss filled her. His groans met her cries, and when ecstasy exploded between them, she felt the sweet, blistering intensity. He filled her as she surrounded him. His release spurted inside her, mixing with hers as it flowed around them.
Sweat-dampened and sated, they collapsed in each other’s arms.
“My woman.” He pulled her against him, tipped her head up, and almost glared down at her. “You won’t leave me, Sair. Do you hear me?”
She had run for so long, did she know anything else?
“Trust me, Sair.” His thumb brushed her lips, his voice crooned, seductive, commanding. “Trust me to protect what belongs to me.”
Did she have any other choice?
“I love you,” she whispered.
“Trust me, Sair.”
“I trust you.” With her life, but more important, with her heart.
He dragged the comforter over them.
“Damn. Maybe I can fucking sleep now.” He sighed. “You’ve kept me awake, Sair, missing you.”
“I missed you, Ethan,” she whispered, relaxing against him. “I missed you.”
And she hadn’t slept.
She slept now. Deep, dreamless. Held in his arms, where he protected her, even from the nightmares.
chapter 8
cooper stared at the bank of monitors over the desk, his arms crossed over his chest, the fingers of one hand stroking at the stubble over his jaw.
He’d forgotten to shave that morning and hadn’t realized it until he saw the red abrasions on Sarah’s sensitive skin. Now there wasn’t going to be time to shave.
He watched the two men who eased up to the bar, their faces deliberately turned away so as not to allow the camera to get a clear shot. There was a third man behind them: a larger man, a ball cap pulled down over his brow.
Interesting.
They were talking to Jake as he poured drinks. Cooper watched as Jake shook his head at the two in front, then moved down the bar to serve several other customers.
One of the men looked up at the camera from beneath his lashes and Cooper’s eyes narrowed. There was something about that look that he recognized. It wasn’t the man, he didn’t know the man, but the look itself. A sense of familiarity he couldn’t place.
