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“Grayson called a little while ago. Someone broke into the studio tonight and vandalized your dressing room.”
“What?”
The walls start closing in, and I feel like I’m going to suffocate. “I think I’m going to be sick.”
Chase bends down in front of me and snakes his arms around my waist, blanketing me with his rock hard body. His strength is comforting, relaxing me instantly. My anxious feelings begin to fade away.
I feel safe.
“What does he want? Does he want to hurt me?”
Chase forces me to look up at him. “I’m going to protect you.” His expression is hard, and his calm ocean eyes are reassuring.
“No one is going to hurt you,” he says with determination.
My eyes fixate on his full, pink lips, immediately taking my mind off this shit-storm. I want to kiss him so badly.
I need his comfort.
He pushes away and begins to clean the mess sprawled out on the table. Placing the pictures back in a cardboard box, he tells me not to worry because he is going to be my safeguard.
I finally settle and start to breathe normal again after Chase makes us both hot chocolate. We talk a bit about how Kane Security is going to handle the situation. Apparently, I’m no longer allowed to leave the house without a bodyguard. I should be pissed, but all I feel is safe and protected with him.
“Chase, thank you for everything. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here.”
“I won’t let anything happen to you. I’m going to find this asshole and God help him when I do.” There’s a fire in his eyes, a look of valor that’s reassuring.
He asks if I have any ex’s who might be capable of this. “I’ve only had one serious relationship. His name was Andrew.”
“How did you leave things?”
“I caught him cheating on me,” I say embarrassed. “It’s not him, trust me. The guy had no balls, and I don’t think he cared enough to go to all this effort. He was just interested in draining my inheritance.” He clenches his fists the entire time I tell the story.
“You need to get some sleep, princess.”
“Aye, Aye, your royal hotness.” I playfully salute him, taking notice of the way his t-shirt rests smoothly on his muscular shoulders.
I gasp when he grabs my good hand and pulls me to my feet, my breasts crushing into his chest. He catches me in his firm, capable arms when I inadvertently—okay maybe on purpose—lose my balance and crash right into his solid frame.
I take in the scent of his skin, mixed with his woodsy body wash, and it’s exhilarating. I expect him to push me away, but he doesn’t. He opens his body to me, and I melt into him. He’s comforting, yet electrifying at the same time.
“I’ve never met anyone like you, Mel.”
I’m suddenly breathless from the way he’s considering me.
He reaches out and tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. It’s such an intimate gesture. Desire floods my body, and I bite my lip as our gazes catch. With every second that goes by, my pulse quickens.
God, I want him so badly. My body is craving him, and it feels like I might die if he doesn’t touch me this instant. Heat pools in my heavy breasts and between my thighs. I need him to kiss me more than I need my next breath.
“I want you, Melanie.” His fingers thread through my hair possessively as he leans down and brushes his lips against my skin. “Tell me you want this too.”
I’m hungry for this man standing in front of me, starving in fact. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he just stares. I drop my hand and greedily rub his cock through his jeans, showing him exactly how bad I want this.
It’s thrilling, watching the moment his eyes dilate and darken with lust. Every molecule in my body liquefies as he wraps his arms around me, and I melt into his warm, firm embrace.
Before I know it, he crashes his lips down on mine, his tongue demanding in my mouth, lighting my skin on fire. The desire coursing through me has my head spinning and my lady parts screaming for more. I run my hands up and down his body, groaning against his lips, feeling claimed from just one kiss. Our bodies grind against one another, and oh God, it’s incredible. His lips taste sweeter than I could ever imagine, with a hint of chocolate on his breath.
He tugs my body to him as if he can’t get close enough—I can’t either. I grip and tug at his hair as he kisses me wild and untamed. I know I have never been kissed like this.
