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“I can’t say too much.”
“Give me something, please. Anything.”
Finally, he brushes his hand under his nose like a child with a cold before his hesitant eyes fall back to mine.
“Thieves don’t break into empty houses.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
His eyes flutter shut as though he’s wrestling with how much he should tell me. Then, finally, he responds, “It means something about who you are is valuable, darlin’, and they won’t stop until they have it.”
I want to ask who they are, but I don’t want to push him too far, not yet anyway.
Liam and Beibhinn are the only ones willing to give me any information, and even though it’s primarily cryptic, it’s better than nothing.
“Question is, are you willing to protect it at any cost?”
My hands cover my face, and I groan into my palms. “Fine. Once more, then I’m done.”
Finally, I reach up and take his extended hand, but instead of lifting myself up, I use every ounce of strength I have left to tug him forward.
Caught off guard, Liam loses his balance and tumbles down faster than I expected.
Luckily his reflexes kick in, and his open palm hits the canvas with a vicarious thud, catching himself before completely squishing me. He shifts slightly, positioning his hands so he’s holding himself suspended above me.
At our closeness, heat flames my cheeks, and with greedy eyes, I drink him in. There’s no denying the want tightening my core or how my skin silently begs to have his hands roaming over every inch. It’s been a while since I’ve had a guy hover above me with want-filled eyes, but none of them holds a candle to the brut of a man before me.
Sure, my ex-boyfriend wasn’t a bad looking guy, and the few times we had sex were okay, good even, but never did he ever look at me the way Liam Devereux is right now. Our tangled limbs are entirely non-sexual, but try telling that to the little slut that controls my vagina.
I’m seconds away from exploding, and he’s barely touching me.
“If you wanted me on top of you, all you had to do was ask.” His crooked grin pulls at the corner of his mouth, shooting another rush of lust up my spine.
A glaze of sweat glistens on his face, highlighting his defined cheekbones and full lips. A hunger like I’ve never experienced floods through me as our gazes stay chained to each other. The rest of the gym fades to a blur, and all I can see is him as he runs his tongue in a slow trail along his bottom lips.
Aware of my current predicament, a slow, smug grin creeps across his face. His too confident demeanour fuels my fire, and the need to put him on his arse overrides my other senses.
Shifting upwards, I force his arms to a ninety-degree angle above my head. Then thrusting my hips forward, I knock him off balance, just like he taught me to do.
Immediately, I wrap my hands around his waist and mould my torso against his broad chest, clinging to him like a tree.
Keeping my fast pace, I use all my body weight to knock against his elbow while using my right arm to flip him onto his back.
Suddenly, I have the upper hand as my tiny frame straddles his waist. “How was that?” I can’t keep the smug smile from twisting on my lips. It’s taken me all day to get that one move down, but the look on Liam’s face makes all my aching muscles worth it.
"Fuck me."
Leaning forward, I place my palms on his shoulders and hold him down against the canvas.
“Buy me dinner, and I’ll think about it.”
