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I stiffen, refusing to move my hand between her legs until she moans my name and comes, continuing to rock through her orgasm as my hands feel her clench around me. “Olivia Morgan.” I place an open-mouthed kiss on the back of her neck. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. You make it impossible not to fall in love with you.”
She freezes under my touch before melting softer than I’ve ever felt her. “What?” she whispers.
“I didn’t stutter.” But now I wonder if I should’ve.
She turns her face to mine as if seeking something written there. “You’re falling for me?”
“No, Pix. I said you were impossible not to fall in love with.” One hand still around her hip, I use the other to brush the hair off her face and cup her cheek. “I’m in love with you. We’ve had a hell of a road to get here, but I’m glad it’s you on the journey beside me.”
She drops her head into the mattress. When she looks up at me, her lashes are spiked with wetness. But the megawatt smile that beams across her freckled face makes me feel ten feet tall. This stunning, brave woman is mine.
She rolls beneath me, looking up into my eyes. “I love you, Layton.”
It’s like a helium balloon explodes in my chest.
I love the woman in my arms. And she loves me back.
She loves me back.
I lift her chin, holding her to face me. “I’ve never said those words to anyone.”
“I love that I’m your first.”
“So long as you’re my last, Livy, I’ll be fine.”
I kiss her languidly, thrusting my tongue into her as I would if I were making love with her.
When I’m finished and she lies below me, my body is angry at what I’ve done today. And I don’t give a fuck.
“We did this all backward, you know? Crazy wild sex, then moving in together, then committing to each other, then love.”
I don’t know about that, but I won’t be the sap every time. “Are you saying you didn’t fall in love with me during the fabulous sex? And that there wasn’t something between us when you moved to Texas?”
“Oh, I fell for you all right. But that wasn’t love. That was fun and play. That was the possibility of what could have been. That was hope. Hope isn’t love, Layton. Hope is frolicking in flowers. Love is combat boots in the trenches. With you, those two hold hands.”
I fall silent.
“Then here’s to holding hands with you forever.” I kiss her again and roll to my side.
FORTY-THREE
YOU’VE BEEN WARNED
LIVY
Kyle lifts his head and perks his ears. Immediately he stands, facing the closed bedroom door, on alert and growling. When he barks, the room vibrates with fierceness and volume.
The last time I saw him this way was when that perv, Tustin, watched us at the beach house. Otherwise, he’s been more relaxed with this move than I would’ve expected.
Layton holds my eyes. Quietly, he says, “Stay right here. Don’t move.” He slips out of bed, pulls a pistol from somewhere in his nightstand, and opens his door. I’d love to say I’m obedient, but he and I both know better.
I slide out of bed and scurry for the closet, finding clothes as quietly as I can. I can’t hear anything, but I’m not interested in getting closer to see if I can. I hide in the far corner and stifle a scream when the light eventually is flipped on. “Pix?”
I poke my head around one of Layton’s huge jackets.
“What are you doing down there?”
“I thought it was obvious. I’m hiding.”
