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“Clementine hasn’t told you anything?” she asks, her eyes searching mine.
“No, but even if she did, I'd still want to hear it from you.”
She's quiet for a few minutes. I’m not sure if she’s thinking about what to say or just finding the courage to say it. Either way, when she lifts her head to gaze at me, my heart stops with the appearance of sadness and fear in her eyes. I squeeze her hand a bit harder and nod my head.
“I need to trust you, Ronin,” she says, a bit more firmly.
I lift her hand to my mouth and kiss it. “You have my word.”
“Tennyson isn’t Clementine’s son, he’s mine.”
My stomach drops and my throat tightens. Not because she’s his mother, but because I know I’m not the father. Savannah and I have never taken our relationship to that level. Even though I wanted nothing more at the time. “Why would you lie about that?”
She looks away briefly before glancing back at me. “Bishop’s the father.”
I grit my teeth together, and anger, fear, and understanding all take over. “You’re sacrificing your life for his.”
No words are said, she just shakes her head. Once again tears rush down her cheeks and I pull her to me. She holds onto me and we stay that way for a while. I’m not sure what she’s thinking, maybe relieved to tell me, maybe regretful. But, for me, it takes a while to wrap my head around it all. I understand it all so clearly now. I also can’t just sit back and let it happen. The need to protect her, to reunite her with her son, is all I can think about. I will do it, I just need to figure out how.
After what seems like hours, she lifts her head off my chest. “I’m so happy to see you.”
I search her eyes and I notice the need in them. It’s been years since I’ve been near her, yet it’s something I’ve thought of everyday since. I fell in love with her and those feelings are even stronger now. My hands cup her face and I lean forward and press my lips to hers.
She gasps in surprise, but then she returns my kiss. And I can’t let go.
I’m suspended in disbelief that I’m actually here right now with her. That I’m touching her. This can’t be a dream. I won’t let it be.
She moans against me and I know immediately she wants this as much as me.
I slip my arms around her and lift her. “I need you, Savannah.”
One last tear escapes her eye and I brush it away. “I need you too, Ronin.”
Chapter Two
Savannah
Ronin carries me across the hardwood floor to the bedroom. To have his arms around me feels like a dream in the nightmare I’ve been living. I didn’t think it was possible to feel again, nevermind feel the fire raging inside me. Ronin is the only man capable of that and now he needs to extinguish it.
He walks down the hallway like he has a map to the master suite, and he finds it on the first try. He swings the door open, letting me slide down his body as he stands in the middle of my room.
“I’ve dreamt about this,” he whispers.
“Me too.” Because I have. I think every night my dreams were filled with him. With being able to be with him without the constant worry of Bishop coming after me.
We slowly start to undress each other. He removes my shirt and I remove his. I watch in fascination as his muscles flex and contract as he moves. It’s hot and turns me on even more. Once we get our jeans off, he pulls me to him and crashes his mouth to mine. It takes my breath away. We stumble onto the bed and explore each other's bodies.
It’s not fast and frantic.
It’s slow and sensual.
We’re reacquainting ourselves.
It’s magical.
And it’s something I haven’t felt in so long.
He kisses down the column of my throat, over my neck, and across my collarbone, gently biting it. My body grows with a need and longing I haven’t felt in years.
