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“You said you danced with me to make some other girl jealous.”
Talisyn groaned. “I really am a half-wit.”
“My half-wit,” I said affectionately.
He rubbed his hand across his face. “Honor. I’m sorry. I’m the fucking worst, I’m so sorry.”
“You’re not.”
He leaned over, pushing me down to the ground with a gentle hand on my throat. Then he climbed on top of me, holding his body carefully over mine so he was hovering. His nose skimmed my throat, sending electricity flooding my skin, before his lips pressed mine. “This is what I should have done. I shouldn’t have wasted a moment I could’ve spent kissing you.”
My nipples pebbled as he stroked the back of one knuckle down my bodice. Just that light pressure, even through my clothes, made me bite my lower lip. “You told me good girls are always rewarded.”
He scoffed. “Rewarded? I’m not sure I’d call the basketful of arrogant fools you’ve found yourself areward.”
I laughed. His face was so near mine, dear and familiar, from his strong features to the bow in his narrow low lip, the generous roundness of his soft lower lip.
“I didn’t know how to start things with you,” Tal admitted. “And now we’ve had to start things all over again and… I didn’t do that well either.”
“Tal,” I said softly, threading my fingers through his soft brown hair. “It doesn’t matter. Just kiss me.”
He leaned down and covered my mouth with his. My lips parted against his, and I drank in every moment of his body against mine. I’d waited so long to have him kiss me again, and as his hands slid down my sides, it felt as if I’d never lost him. All the agony of the past few months felt distant when his lips were against mine.
He pulled away, ducking his head so his lips were against the shell of my ear. His warm breath stirred my hair, and the intimacy both turned me on and made me feel a surge of joy. He was mine to touch again.
“I promise you, Honor. No matter how it began… I’m going to make sure all the rest is good. I’ll be yours, utterly… all the way until the end.”
Tears stung my eyes, tears of relief and tension long held, but I didn’t want him to think he’d made me cry.
I caught his jaw in one hand and turned my face into his, whispering into his ear, “Catch me.”
Then I turned and fled into the long bookcases that filled the library. I took the chance to wipe my eyes with the heel of my hand. It was ridiculous I was crying when my heart sang that Talisyn was mine.
I hid with my back against one of the bookshelves, catching my breath. I didn’t want my hurt to hurt him anymore. I could forget everything now.
Then suddenly, he dashed around the corner and caught me, his hands on my waist. He was grinning, but when he saw my face, his expression changed.
“I’m happy,” I said immediately, blinking away the last of the tears. “Sometimes girls cry when they’re happy. It’s terrible.”
“No.” He wiped my tears away, his expression tender. “It’s not terrible. I’m a lucky man you feel so much for me, Honor. Even now.”
His lips brushed against my tear-stained face, and his hands slid down my hips. I pressed myself against him, all my grief forgotten. His muscular shoulders rippled under my palms as he spun us around, pressing me against the shelves, and his mouth covered mine in an urgent kiss.
I kissed him back wildly, clinging to him. His knee parted my legs, his body pressing mine as if he wanted no space between us; his tongue parted my lips just as determinedly. I opened up to him, pressing back, wanting him as close to me as possible. His cock jutted against me through his clothes, but we spent long moments just kissing. The ache grew between my thighs until it was almost unbearable, but having his lips against mine again was so sweet I didn’t want to stop.
Finally, I turned my face away, drawing in a breath as if I’d been drowning. He kissed me again, a gentle, sweet kiss on the corner of my mouth.
“We shouldn’t do this here,” I whispered even as his hands were ruching up my skirt, lighting fire every time his skin brushed mine. His palms found my breasts, and he caressed them in a way that made me arch back, a moan escaping my mouth.
“I need you to have better memories of this library, Honor,” he whispered back.
I groaned and yanked his tunic up, revealing the hard ridges of his abs. He grinned at me—one of those wholehearted Talisyn grins I hadn’t seen in so long—and pulled his shirt off, revealing the perfect planes of his body.
I reached for his belt and began to undo his pants, but he stepped back.
“I want to see you,” he whispered. “All of you. For the first time I can remember.”
Feeling suddenly shy even with this man who had seen me undressed so many times, I pulled my dress over my head. He watched me, his gaze so hot and intense I felt it on my skin.
