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I wanted Mace.Oh, God, did I want Mace.But I wasn’t ready to take that step with him. I needed more time before we crossed that line, and I became his completely.
I nodded and pressed a swift kiss to his lips. “Okay.” I rolled off the couch and stood over him. “Then come on. Though you better not hog the covers or snore.”
“I don’t know if I do either of those things, babe, because I’m sleeping.”
I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bedroom. “Then I guess tonight will be the make or break of us.”
“If I snore we’re over?” he laughed.
“Over before we even started,” I teased.
He grabbed me around the waist and pulled my back to his front. “I am pretty sure we started in the bowling alley and continued on your couch, babe. There’s no taking any of that back.” He nuzzled my ear, and a tremor rocked my body.
I had lost count of how often he had made me breathless or sent shivers down my spine.
Mace was everything I thought he was and so much more.
He didn’t think of me as his sister, and I sure as hell didn’t think of him that way either.
“Take your pants off,” he whispered. “I’ve been dying to see your tattoos.”
I tipped my head back. “Excuse me?” I laughed. “Then you better take your shirt off so I can see what you have going on.”
He stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head. He tossed it on the floor and held his arms wide. “Take a look, babe. I’m not hiding anything from you.”
My eyes didn’t know where to look first.
Mace was a solid wall of muscle that my hands itched to explore.
His arms were covered with bold, black lines and designs that extended onto his back. His chest looked ripped open, and a skull and gears were exposed.
He was a work of art.
He snapped his fingers at me. “Pants, woman. Off, now.”
“Hold your horses,” I laughed. “I need to take a moment and appreciate everything on you.”
“You're the hot one, babe.” He reached out and grabbed the waistband of my jeans. “I’ll do all of the work. Fine with me.”
“Mace,” I laughed.
“You teased me at the bowling alley, woman, and I have controlled myself long enough. It’s bullshit you have to hide your tattoos.”
He pulled down my pants, but I held onto the band of my underwear. “Easy there, hulk.” I was serious when I said I just wanted to sleep.
Mace crouched in front of me and lifted my feet to slide my pants off.
“God damn,” he hissed. He fell to his knees, and his hands cupped the curve of my hips. “You’re a work of art.”
It was pretty impressive. “I sort of fell in love with old-school tattoos.” The bold lines and colors were all over my legs, and I had a different favorite tattoo daily. Though the umbrella on my thigh was a favorite.
On my right thigh, I had a large skull with a dagger through the top of it surrounded by old-school style flowers. My left thigh had a large black and red umbrella with rain and lightning only under the umbrella. Various colors of old-school flowers also surrounded it.
“What does the umbrella mean?” Mace asked.
“Uh, I’ve been through some shit, and I’m still here.”
“Skull and dagger?” His fingers trailed over the dagger, and he tipped his head back to look at me. “Death?”
