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Alastor runs a hand furiously through his hair. “Fuck. I didn’t get sick of you, okay? I just...needed a bit of time to think about some stuff.”
“What stuff?” I ask, completely baffled. I let out a snort of incredulity. “Don’t tell me you realised you like me or something?”
“Or something...” He glances away, an adorable blush staining his cheeks.
I just stare for a moment, not quite believing what I’m
hearing. “That’s what it is? You like me?” It’s not so much his feelings that surprise me—I thought I’d sensed some- thing coming back the other way—but the fact that he freaked out about it is mind-blowing to me. This is Alastor King. He’s one of the most secure people on the planet. What does he have to freak out about?
“Yes,” he admits, albeit reluctantly.
A slow grin spreads across my lips. “Youlikeme.” “Shut the fuck up, Macey,” Alastor growls, his expres-
sion mutinous. It’s adorable.
But I can’t help it. I’m suddenly feeling lighter than I
have in...god, I can’t even remember the last time I felt this light. I step a little closer, moving carefully as though I’m approaching a skittish animal. “And you want to be with me?”
Alastor’s face screws up, as though the admission is torture for him.“Yes.”
“Then what the hell’s the problem?”
He finally turns his gaze back to mine, his eyes narrowed in an unamused look. “Have you forgotten the part where you’re fucking in love with someone else?”
I shake my head in exasperation, but I’m unable to keep a slight smile from forming on my lips. “In case you haven’t noticed, dumbarse, I haven’t mentioned any of that for weeks. I haven’t even thought about it, because for some reason I can’t get my fucking mind offyou.”
Alastor looks stunned, as though those words were the absolute last thing he’d been expecting me to say. “You want...me?” he asks, clearly hesitant. “Not him?”
I nod, offering an indulgent smile. “Now he gets it.”
We stare at each other for a long moment, and then Alastor’s face breaks into a wide grin, lighting up in that way that makes my insides flop all over the place. I don’t have time to appreciate it, though, because he reaches up to grab my nape, tugging me close for a searing kiss.
My whole body ignites at the feel of his lips, and the feel of his fingers sliding down my back. I didn’t even realise how much I missed this until right now. No one kisses like Alastor, with a kind of savage passion that burns me from the inside out. I’m not sure if it’s him, or if it’s something that stemmed from the volatile nature of our early relationship but I don’t care; I just drink the kiss in eagerly, clinging to his body as though I never want to let go. Because I don’t.
We finally break the kiss, breathing heavily. Alastor rests his forehead against mine and it feels like our skin is searing together. “You like me...” he murmurs, still sounding awestruck.
“Actually, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you,” I admit grudgingly .
He lifts his head and quirks an eyebrow at me. “You could sound a little more enthusiastic about that.”
I send him a challenging look. “You could say it back.”
He just smirks at me. “You’re going to have to work for that, babe.”
And then we’re kissing again. He shoves me into the wall, moulding his body to mine as he attacks my mouth, kissing me like he’s starving for air and I’m the only source of oxygen. It’s heady. Intoxicating. So. Bloody. Hot.
“Jack,”he groans, scraping his teeth along the under- side of my jaw as his hips snap forward, grinding his cock into mine. “Fuck.”
I can’t help the mile-wide smile that spreads across my lips, and of course Alastor notices, drawing his head back and looking at me with wry amusement. “What’s the goofy grin for?”
“I just like it when you call me that.”
He quirks an eyebrow. “Your name?”
“You never use it. You always call me Macey. Except
for that time in the shower.” I fix him with a curious look. “What were you going to say?”
