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“What thing?”
“Do you need me to spell it out for you?”
When she doesn’t respond I lean in close and whisper near her ear. “The night at the resort was not a one-night stand, it was an introduction to many many repeats.”
“What makes you think I want a repeat.”
“Are you trying to convince me or yourself, that you don’t want my head buried between your thighs again.” Her breath hitches and I chuckle. “That’s what I thought. You said a lot of things that night, confessed how amazing it all felt. That was not an act, Amara, so stop fighting this and give in.”
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Amara
My cheeks are on fire. With Liam and Coleton only a few feet away I do everything to keep my cool, but truth is, Ty is right.
It was amazing. Every. Single. Second. Every touch, kiss, taste, it wasn’t enough.
“Do this with me.”
“Do what with you?” What is he asking?
“Stop overthinking and just feel what I know is coursing through you. You want me, I want you, why in the hell are you running from it?”
Because you could crush me.
“We don’t have to put a label on it, Mar.”
I could say so many things at that moment. I could agree or tell him I’m worth more, but instead I move back in a hurry and create some distance. Ty’s arms fall away from my body, and I hold out my beer to Liam. “I have to go.”
I don’t wait for any of them to ask any questions, I just hurry from the bar and jog toward my car.
I’m reaching for the handle when the rain starts to fall, and I drop my keys. Cursing my clumsiness Ikneel to get them when Ty’s boots step into view at my side.
Hanging my head, he kneels beside me and pushes my now wet hair out of my face. “Why in the hell do you keep running away from me?”
“Because I don’t think I can be who you need me to be.”
"What are you talking about?” He asks, still knelt at my side. “What is it you think I want?”
“Someone to hook up with, someone that doesn’t need anything more than physical.” His brow furrows but I keep going. “I’ve been trying to stay unattached, trying to keep my feelings out of everything but that’s not who I am.”
“Wait what?” He stands taking me with him, we’re still standing in the rain, our clothes now sticking to our bodies but neither caring.
“Staying detached keeps things less messy.” I try to clarify, “You’ve lived by that motto, and I don’t want to make you feel like you owe me more.”
“What in the hell, Amara,” I’m a little surprised by his irritation. “I don’t want that. I never asked for that.”
“I figured you wanted things to be easy.”
“Hell with easy,” his voice rises, “I want complicated. I want it all, fucking hover, tell me that I can’t hang out with the guys because you want me with you. Call me five times in an hour because I’m running late, don’t make this easy on me. I never once told you I want this to be easy. I already know it's gonna be hard.”
He takes my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him.
“Babe, you are not a random girl, you’re Amara. You have to know that I never would’ve pursued you if I didn’t want something more than a single night.”
“So you want two?”
He chuckles, “Jesus woman, why in the hell don’t you get it. I took you back to my suite to show you what I want us to be. You kissed me that night in the bar and something inside of me woke the hell up. Fuck, I’ve never had a woman knock me on my ass. But you, you fucking shifted the floor beneath me.”
