Page 88 of Tequila Haze


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“It just seems too good to be true.” He shrugs. “Everything is going too right.”

“There’s such a thing as too right?” I ask, reaching out to trail my hand along the swirls of the tattoo on his forearm.

“I think so.” He looks down to where my fingers are drifting gently over his ink.

“Explain,” I coax.

“It’s hard to explain.” He lets out a slow sigh, his gaze going to the ceiling. “I just feel like one day everyone is going to wake up and realize I’m not who they think I am. That my music isn’t good enough. That I’m not good enough.”

“Are you serious right now?” I snip almost angrily. “You have no idea how talented you are, do you? My god, Hudson, you are pure magic on that stage. If you could see what I see when I watch you, I promise you would never,everwonder if you’re good enough.”

“I wasn’t just talking about music, Lennon,” he pauses, his gaze drifting back to me.

“You think you’re not good enough for me?” I ask like the question couldn’t be more absurd.

“I worry that maybe I’m not. That I’m fooling myself into believing I can be what you need.”

“You don’t have to fool yourself into anything. You are what I need.”

“Right now maybe,” he grumbles, sitting up before throwing his legs over the bed. He’s pulling on his jeans before my feet have even hit the floor.

“Hey.” I pull the blanket off the bed and wrap it around my shoulders before stepping in front of him. “What’s with you?” I ask, having never seen this side of Hudson.

“You scare the fuck out of me, Lennon Claire.” His gaze softens as his hand slides into my hair.

“And you think you don’t scare me?” I ask. Leaning into his touch, I close my eyes for a brief moment.

“I’m in love with you,” he blurts and my entire body freezes.

I’m not sure how long it takes for my wide gaze to find his, but when it does I feel like my heart is seconds away from crashing out from behind my rib cage.

“Did you hear me?” he asks when moments pass and I haven’t been able to form one single word.

“I heard you,” I manage, not able to contain the smile the spreads across my face. “Now say it again.”

Relief floods his expression as he leans forward, his lips a breath away from mine.

“I’m. In. Love. With. You.”

“You have no idea, do you?” I question, shaking my head, my smile still firmly intact.

“What don’t I have any idea about?” he questions, his eyebrows knitting together.

“How crazy I am about you,” I say, taking his face in my hands. “Or how incredibly happy you just made me.” Emotion swells in my throat and I choke it back. “I’m in love with you too.”

I press up on the balls of my feet and kiss him, not even flinching when the blanket slips from my body and Hudson’s warm arms close around my back.

“I’m in this with you,” I reassure him, wrapping my legs around his waist when he lifts me into his arms. “And I’m not going anywhere. As long as you want me, I’m yours.”

“I’m never going to stop wanting you,” he murmurs against my neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh just below my ear.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” I warn as Hudson dips and presses me back onto the mattress.

“I’m never going to stop wanting you,” he reiterates as he shimmies out of his jeans and settles in between my thighs.

He pauses at my entrance, looking down at me with so much adoration on his face it nearly steals the air from my lungs.

“I love you,” he whispers, slowly sliding inside of me.

“I love you,” I whisper back, wrapping my legs around his back and arching my hips upward as he starts to move, showing me with his body what his words have already expressed.

I know he meant what he said. I feel it in the way he touches me. See it in the way he looks at me. Hear it in the way that he says my name over and over again as our bodies slide against one another.

This man loves me.

I love him.

I can’t remember a time when I’ve ever felt so happy. So full that I could burst into a million pieces. But with that happiness the fear creeps in.

The more you love someone the more power they have to hurt you. For my sake I hope it never comes to that. Because losing Hudson wouldn’t just hurt me. It would completely destroy me.

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