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The fear of my hurting him.
The fear of him hurting me.
Fear that rekindling our relationship will drive him out of Blue Beech again.
That means I need to bow out of our living situation.
“No!” I blurt out. “That’s why I’ll leave. We’re only hurting ourselves, getting close, spending time together, and dragging out old feelings that should’ve died with our teenage years.” I step out and cup his cheek. “I’ll leave, so you don’t have to again, and then it’ll be easier for us to get over each other.”
His chin trembles under my hand. “Get over you?” he scoffs. “Is that what you think I want, Dyson? You think I want to get you out of my head and lose you again?”
I pull away and throw my arms up. “Yes! We’re playing a childish game. You push me away but not enough that I’m out the door, and then you pull me back in. We’ve been dancing to this song since you came back to town. I’ve grown up. My heart has grown. I’m more mature, and in that, I know when to stop following my heart and listen to my brain.” I lower my voice. “I don’t want us to end on bad terms again. Consider this saying good-bye mutually, and we’ll both smile and wave next time we run into each other.” I take a step back when the first tear falls down my cheek. “Good night.”
“Don’t leave,” he says, nearly a whisper, and his arm darts out to stop the door from shutting.
I freeze in place, and his eyes are glassy when we make eye contact.
“What?”
“I’ve lost enough people in my life. I’m fucking terrified of losing you again.”
I lose a breath when his lips hit mine again, rougher, pleading. I gasp when powerful hands grip my hips, and I’m pushed back into the loft. The door slams with the kick of his heel, and my head spins as I’m picked up and set on the table.
Oh, hell yes.
Twenty
Gage
My head is cursingmy heart, fighting with my dick, and screaming what an idiot I am.
This.
Her.
Us.
Has the ability to ruin me.
My dick throbs when she wraps her legs around my waist to pull me closer. I pause and force us to make eye contact before this goes any further.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I whisper, skimming my fingers over her jawline.
She bites into her bottom lip after I brush a single finger over it and then smiles. “I don’t want to sound like a cheeseball, but damn, you’re beautiful, too.”
I respond by tilting my head down and kissing her again.
Passionately. Brutally. Carnally.
A kiss that makes up for the millions we’d lost.
The sweet taste of her mixed with cinnamon hits me when she slides her tongue in my mouth, stroking it against mine, and I hiss when she rocks her hips, brushing her heat along my jeans-covered erection.
“It’s been too long,” she says, pulling away. “Please, Gage, I need you inside menow.”
Desire pumps through my veins, but I force myself to shake my head. “We haven’t had enough fun yet.” For years, I’ve imagined the thrill of tasting and touching every inch of her body before sliding into her sweet warmth. A quick fuck isn’t how I want this to go down.
“You inside me will be plenty of fun,” she snaps. Her demanding tone only turns me on more. “Let’s save the extracurricular activities for another time. I need this, Gage.Weneed this. Right now. It’s been too long.”
