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This arrangement was probably going to kill me, but discomfort was vastly preferable to worrying about Jenna doing something that might hurt her.

Until her anxiety over her kidnapping was resolved, she’d be sleeping with me.

Did I wish we were getting naked in this bed right now?

Yeah, of course I did.

But that wasn’t going to happen until she trusted me and knew exactly what she wanted.

Once I claimed her, Jenna was going to be mine, and she needed to know exactly what she was signing up for before that happened.

I didn’t want a temporary fix.

I wanted it all.

I was done fighting the inevitable.

I wanted Jenna, and I didn’t care how long it was going to take until she completely trusted me.

It would be worth it.

I reached out, snagged Jenna around the waist, and pulled her back to my front and wrapped my arms around her waist.

She wouldn’t go anywhere during the night without me knowing about it.

There was no way that she wouldn’t feel my rock-hard cock against her ass, but she was very well aware of the chemistry between us, and there was nothing I could do about my wayward dick.

“Question fifty-one?” she asked in a breathless voice that made my cock twitch.

“Shoot,” I said.

She shifted until she was facing me. “Will you kiss me goodnight?”

Fuck! I tried like hell not to kiss her while we were in bed together. It would be way too easy for me to lose it.

“You know how dangerous that would be, Stargazer,” I said grumpily.

Fuck knew I wanted to kiss this woman until she was well and truly breathless, but we were in bed together.

I was patient, but I wasn’t sure I was that patient.

“Just one kiss,” she urged in a needy voice.

She’d asked, and I couldn’t deny her request.

I had a love/hate relationship with the need in her voice.

It made me crazy. I wanted to give her exactly what she needed and I wanted her to tell me what that was, but I never wanted her to feel uncomfortable with me.

One kiss.

I could do that without losing my shit.

Maybe…

I ran my hand up her back and lightly gripped the nape of her neck.

I had enough moonlight in the room to see her form, but I couldn’t see her expressive eyes.