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“I don’t know… everything. For being a bitch, I guess. For making your life hard. For acting like I don’t care.”
“Do you care?”
She only glanced at me again, but that was enough. Shedidcare. She was just really good at hiding it.
“There’s nothing wrong with feeling something, you know,” I said.
“I know.”
“I mean it. It’s okay to care for someone, or to be scared, or to be vulnerable.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she said with a sigh. “I know all that. It’s just a lot easier said than done. A lot of things feel easier said than done these days.”
“Come here,” I said and held out my hand. Celine moved closer to me and opened her blanket so that I could wrap it around the both of us. She was pressed up against my body, and we shared our warmth. It warmed us up so much more than the small fire did.
I’d known about what body heat could do for each other but I hadn’t wanted to put any kind of pressure on her. This was a weird situation. Celine was always ready to fight, and we had had rough sex a couple of times, but this was different. I wasn’t going to push her today. She looked like she was almost at her breaking point.
The storm raged outside, and we listened to it, sheltered by the rock overhead.
“It’s a lot of water for a sky that didn’t look like rain,” Celine said.
I nodded. “Yeah, I don’t know what happened.”
“I hate camping.”
I chuckled. “I know.”
“I don’t hate that I’m here with you, though,” she added.
I looked at her. I hadn’t seen her without makeup a lot of times in my life but she was so fucking beautiful, even without it. She had no idea how perfect she was—she didn’t need the designer clothes and glamorous makeup and perfect hair. She was stunning no matter what she did. Now, in just a blanket, her hair a wet mess and no makeup, she was more beautiful than anyone I’d ever seen.
“If I had to be stranded with someone, I’m glad it’s you,” she said. “I’d rather not be stranded at all, but, you know, all things, being equal.”
I smiled at her.
“What?” she asked when I wouldn’t stop staring.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Oh, God.” She blushed. “I think I look like a drowned rat.”
“Never,” I said and kissed her forehead. “You have no idea how beautiful you are.”
I kissed her cheek, working my way down from her cheekbone to her jaw.
She slid her hand around my neck and kissed me, her lips soft on mine. They were cold, and she tasted like rain, but when I slid my tongue into her mouth, she was warm and familiar, and I sighed.
I could kiss this woman for the rest of my life and still never get enough. I could kiss her instead of breathing and still live. She was a lifeline. I felt like I went through life on autopilot, but when I was with her, I felt like I was plugged into a current that jolted me back into motion, taking me out of the dazed state I was in and finally showing me what it felt like to not just be alive, but to really live.
She moaned softly into my mouth, and my cock grew in my boxers as I kissed her. The flame flickered and fought to stay alive, but we didn’t care. Even if the fire went out—which would happen soon since we had no more dried leaves to burn—we still had each other, and the dark of the cave wasn’t quite as threatening as it might have been before.
Celine pulled me backward, and we lay down on the blanket together. I rolled onto her and kissed her again, our bodies fitting together as they always had—made for each other.
15
CELINE
Lorenzorolledontome,and my legs fell open for him. I didn’t know what I would have done without him. When we’d tumbled down that hill, he’d held onto me for dear life. Instead of saving himself, he’d saved me.
