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Crying out my release, I clutch at him with my body and hands, shaking through wave after relentless wave of pleasure until the corded muscles along Quinn’s neck and arms stand out and his eyes lock with mine. He holds. Whispers my name like it’s the beginning and end, and spills deep inside me.
It’s an intimacy I’ve never known.
Another first.
It’s amazing and terrifying all at once. Not because I think Quinn isn’t safe. On some level I know I would never need to doubt him like that. But because for the first time in as long as I can remember, I have something to lose.
Chapter 19
Quinn
I’m trying to be cool. Keep my smile from cracking my jaw and remembering to look at the TV at least once in a while.
But damn, it’s hard when I have George tucked up against me in my bed. She’s swimming in my boxers and T-shirt while I’ve got a pair of sleep pants on, one hand toying with the ends of her hair while she plays with the other. The moment is quiet and comfortable on a level I couldn’t have imagined with this girl.
It feels so right, it’s like we slid into some framework we’d built in another lifetime. Like this perfect spot has been waiting for us all this time.
God, I’m a sap.
“What’s with the laugh?” George asks, peering back over her shoulder at me.
I debate for about half a second whether to come clean, but I’ll own it. After everything it took to get this girl, no way am I going to risk it by not being straight with her.
“I’m not usually a woo-woo guy, okay?”
Her brow slides up, and she shifts around so she’s more or less lying on top of me, the rockumentary we’ve been watching forgotten in the background. Jesus, having her eyes on me like this is like nothing else.
“Okaaay.”
“I don’t normally buy into that crap when people talk about past lives, you know, but the way I feel when I’m with you, it’s almost like we’ve been here before. This connection… it’scrazy. It’s how I know this thing is right, that it’s real. Georgie, it’s never been like this for me before.”
That gorgeous smile that was mine five seconds ago falters and I want to kick my own ass for not knowing when to shut up. “But maybe that’s just the back-to-back games talking and you should ignore me until after I’ve had some sleep,” I joke, or try to anyway.
But then George is pushing up on her arms and leaning in to press her lips to mine. It’s not some racy kiss meant to distract me and appease me all at once. It’s tender and sweet and lingering.
And then she tucks her head into the crook of my neck and wraps her arms around me.
“I feel it too. It’s never— I—” She shakes her head the slightest bit in that spot that feels like it was made just for her, and her soft breath washes over my skin. “I’ve only ever felt like this with you.”
I get the sense there’s more, but I wait, stroking her hair and back. After a while I feel the brush of her thumb at my side.
“I haven’t had a lot of boyfriends. I date a little—not like you, but now and then—” she adds softly, without judgment. “But I don’t trust easily.”
Any other time I might have teased her, laughed and said, “What,you?” But tonight, I hold her closer. “Tell me why?”
Her hold gets infinitesimally tighter, and the way her next breath breaks has me tightening my hold too.
George is not a quiet girl, she’s bold and brash and edgy and confident in so many ways. But what she says next is barely a whisper. “I want to tell you.”
Seconds pass and with every soft breath she can’t quite bring herself to do it, my heart breaks a little worse.
Someone hurt her.
Maybe even the way I hurt someone she cared about.
“You don’t have to tell me, George. Not until you’re ready.”
“I will… It was a long time ago… and kind of a… misunderstanding. But—”
