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As we walk through the door of my house, James never leaves my side. He helps me climb the stairs to my bedroom, his strong grip keeping me upright. When we reach the room, he closes the curtains and turns to face me.
"Can I get you something to eat or drink?" he asks.
I hesitate before answering. "Actually, I think a shower is what I need right now."
My entire body is covered in dried blood, a constant reminder of everything that happened tonight.
He helps me undress and stands by as I turn on the water. Relief washes through me as it flows over my skin - if only for a moment.
Despite everything I've just been through, small moments like these are keeping me going right now.
My heart starts racing when I step out of my pants and stand in my bra.
Gently, I take James's hand and place it on my chest.
"Do you feel that?" I whisper urgently. My heart beats against his palm like it's trying to escape.
"My heart is still beating because of you," I say fervently. "I am alive because of you."
James shakes his head without hesitation. "No, Ava. You're alive because you're a fighter."
My heart sinks with disappointment at his response.
"But if you hadn't come when you did..." I can't finish the sentence. The image of the killer flashes into my mind again.
"It doesn't matter," James interrupts firmly. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
Tears well up in my eyes again as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close until the sobs subside.
I shake my head. “If you hadn’t arrived when you did, he would have either killed me or held me captive, torturing me like before.”
My heart feels like it's going to burst from my chest as I take in the sight of him. “I know you said I was just a job to you, but I can’t control how you make me feel.”
His gaze pierces through me before his hand comes up to cup my face, and I'm powerless to resist. Leaning into his touch, I hear him say something that makes my body tremble with anticipation.
"You are not just a job to me, Ava. You are more. You’ve always been more. And it terrifies me."
Heat races through my veins at his declaration, my breath catching in my throat as I drink in his deep blue eyes full of wild desire. I can't deny the electricity running between us, and I hope that he feels it too. I want something more than fear...something with him.
Before I can think twice, I close the gap between us, pushing my body flush against his. "Touch me," I whisper.
His lips part slightly at the intimate contact, and all inhibitions fade away.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
“Yes,” I breathe.
With one last glance of questioning hesitation, his fingers trail down my cheek before encircling the back of my neck and pulling me closer to him for our kiss. The moment his lips press against mine, a wave of pleasure crashes over me--his fingertips tracing soft circles on my spine while his hands delicately find their way to the small of my back and grasp tightly as our kiss grows more intense. Nothing else exists in that moment but us; lost in him and consumed by the sensation of his mouth on mine, I melt into him completely.
I pull him in closer, breathing in his scent until I am dizzy with lust.
“I've wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you.” He whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
The heated bathroom envelops us, and I can't help myself anymore. My fingertips slide under his shirt and lightly caress his toned stomach before tugging it off him.
He gazes at me in a trance as each layer of clothing drops to the floor, revealing more of his perfect body. His sculpted muscles gleam in the steamy air, and a hint of desire escapes his mouth, hiscock springing free from his underwear.
I want to feel him inside me.
