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“Does that meanyes?” I asked, reaching for her chin so I could study her expression.
“Harper drew this?” she asked. “In your not-real memories?”
“All the time.”
“And you gave her a ring of this symbol?”
“The metal was twisted into it,” I confirmed as I watched her eyes dance and warm with all that love. “Did I give it to you?”
“No,” she said as a slow smile spread across her face. “But do you know what that is?”
“The trinity symbol,” I said without hesitation.
But Scarlet just watched me expectantly as if waiting for a different answer, her smile widening. When I didn’t offer anything else, she said, “Chase, Trinity is my last name.”
“You’re serious?”
A soft laugh left her as she leaned forward to press her mouth to mine. “You know me,” she said against the kiss, her revelation filled with relief and joy. Lifting her hand to brush against my chest, she whispered, “All of your memories of us can be wiped away, but your heart still knows me. Your soul still recognizes mine.”
Always.
I would always know her.
My mind could try to steal every moment of Scarlet from me. I could think I was in another life and in love with someone else. But there was no denying this. There was no denying her.
There was no denying that I loved Scarlet in a fierce, irreversible sort of way.
Curling my arm around her, I pulled her closer until she was pressed firmly to my lap. Her whimper climbing up her throat and getting lost in the kiss when she rocked against my hardening length.
And then again.
I knew I needed to stop this. Needed to stop us before we got to a point where I’d be so blinded by her and my need for her that I wouldn’t want to.
But then a shiver rolled through her the next time she moved against me, and my name left her lips on a breath like a plea, and all reason left me.
“Fuck,” I growled as I banded one arm around the small of her back and curled my other hand around her jaw. Pressing her harder against me as I claimed her mouth.
Taking more of the kiss and more of her that she readily gave until she was trembling. Chest pitching with ragged breaths and body vibrating with barely concealed need.
“I want you to see me,” she said as she reached for the bottom of her shirt, a sound of uncertainty and protest getting caught in her throat when I grabbed her hands before the material could pass over her breasts.
Slowing the kiss until we were nothing more than clashing chests and frenzied breaths, I met her pleading stare and gently removed her fingers from the shirt. “This is my job.”
The change in her features was instant. Heat filling her cheeks as an indescribable look filled her eyes. All open trust and sensual need. Familiarity mixed with the thrill of something new.
And fuck if I didn’t feel that down to my bones.
Because as I lifted her shirt over her head and let it fall to the floor, everything inside me shifted into absolute chaos at the sight of this girl. Sitting above me with all that trust, bared to me for the first time.
But there was that feeling again—like someone was beating against an invisible barrier in the back of my mind—shouting that I knew this. That I’d spent my time studying her and worshiping her and learning her body.
“Fucking beautiful,” I whispered as my hands slowly moved up her waist and over the sides of her breasts before I was filling my hands with them. Teasing her nipples and leaning forward to flick one of the hardened peaks with my tongue before pulling it into my mouth.
And the whimper that fell from her lips? God damn. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get that sound out of my head.
I slowly released her, relishing in the gasp that tore from her as my teeth scraped across her nipple, then softly blew on the same spot. A smirk tugging at my mouth when she shivered against me as chills skated across her skin in response.
But just as I was moving to her other breast, she curled her fingers around my jaw and tipped my head up. Crushing her mouth to mine in a fierce claim as she rolled her hips. Rocking against me until I was grasping for the control I’d lost somewhere along the way.
