Page 94 of Restrain Me


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“I love you, Max.”

I take a deep breath, inhaling the words, and closing my eyes, I savor them.

Cami presses her mouth to mine, and I immediately take control of the kiss. My body pushes against hers, and as she bumps into the island, I claim her the only way I know how – with a fierce obsession that will never die.

When I finally lift my head, we’re both breathless. Her lips are swollen from my assault.

To ease the last of my worries, I ask, “Are you really okay coming with me?”

She gives me a mischievous look. “I don’t know. It all depends on where your home is.”

“I move around a lot. At most, I spend a month in one place. Will you be able to handle that?”

“So we’ll travel the world? Constantly?”

When I nod, a beautiful smile splits over her face. “I’ve always wanted the opportunity to travel around the world and take photos.”

“Is that a yes?”

She nods, happiness filling her eyes for the first time since her father died.

“When I retire, we can find ourselves an island and build a home of your choice.”

Her eyebrows fly up. “Do you get to retire?”

“Eventually.”

“How long do I have before you want to leave France?” she asks as she wraps her arms around my lower back.

“A week or two.”

“Okay.”

I give her another kiss, then say, “We’ll come back to France every now and then so you can check on things.”

“I’d like that.”

Tilting my head, I cup her jaw. “I can’t promise you sunshine and roses, Cami. But I will protect you with my life and love you with all my heart. I’ll provide whatever you need and take good care of you.”

Her eyes widen. “Is that a proposal?”

I shake my head. “No.”

There’s still one more thing we have to discuss before I can ask her to marry me, but there’s no way I’m doing it now.

Christ, I might never propose, because how the hell do I tell the woman I love I shot her when she was seventeen?

Realizing my answer was blunt, I say, “I want to enjoy this stage of our relationship. We have our entire future ahead of us. There’s no rush.”

Her playfulness returns as she teases, “Do you want to date me?”

I pull her in for another kiss, then grumble, “I want to do more than just date you.”

Grabbing hold of her leggings, I pull them down her legs. I fucking miss the shorts she usually wears, but with all the men around, I’m glad she’s not wearing them.

Happy to see she doesn’t have underwear on, I growl, “I want to fuck you.”

I kiss my way up her thigh and remove her T-shirt. “I want to make you come.”

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