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At least she knew from the size that it wasn’t something serious, like a piece of jewelry. Yet she couldn’t tell if her heart was beating because she was embarrassed by what it could be or upset that it wasn’t something more intimate—like jewelry.
He sat on the edge of her bed watching as she undid the bow and then the paper. She lifted off the lid, and her breath hitched. On top of the yellow tissue paper sat a small, long, rectangular box. The same wrapping paper and the same bow, just much smaller.
This had to be jewelry. She might have a heart attack if her heart didn’t settle. She sat frozen for a long second with the box in her hands.
Her hands started shaking, and Tristan closed his hands over hers. “It’s just a present, Stacey. It doesn’t mean anything long-term. I just saw it and thought of you.”
She looked into his eyes, took a breath, and opened the box. A sigh escaped her lips, and her sight became blurry. “Tristan.” She pulled out the necklace. It was sterling silver with small yellow beads. The charm was a sterling silver black-eyed Susan flower. It was beautiful. “It’s perfect.”
Her eyes locked onto his, and her heart skipped a beat. She reached behind her neck, but fumbled with the clasp.
He hooked it for her.
It fell in the middle of her chest, right by her heart. That heart that was flipping and skipping everywhere. She went to her mirror. It was more than perfect. The yellow of the beads reflected the lights, and the flower was amazing. He came behind her, and their eyes locked in their reflection. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“It’s not too much, is it? Too serious?” He asked her as he turned her to face him.
She shook her head and leaned in to thank him properly. Their lips met, and her body warmed. She curled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to her. She needed to feel him, to have him. To devour him.
But she pulled away. She needed to get something off her chest. Something she was waiting for this night to tell him. “Tristan.” She held his gaze and searched it for anything that might cause her to question her feelings for him. There was nothing there but genuine emotion.
What she felt was real.
“What do you need to say?” He smoothed her hair with his hands.
Just do it. He’s everything you want. She took a deep breath. “I want us to be more.”
She felt him stiffen.
She moved her hand to brush his face. “I know what I said all this time. I know I’ve battled you about your feelings, but I can’t fight any longer. I want, no… I need a relationship with you. I want to know you’re mine, and I’m yours.”
There it was. The crease in his cheek. “Really? Are you sure?” His smile became contagious, and she caught the sickness. She thought her face would break with how wide her smile became.
She nodded. “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything.”
His mouth was on hers in an instant, crushing against hers. His hands grasped the back of her head as she gripped his shirt in her fists. Their kiss became intense and wild. Desperate.
But then he pulled away, and she thought she was going to die, and her breath was ragged.
“I have another present. This one… Anyway.” He walked away from her and brought back the box and placed it in her hands.
“Tristan.”
He just gestured for her to open it, and she removed the yellow tissue paper. Wow. This was going to be fun. Her eyes became sweltering lava as she held up a very see-through black negligée. It was short. It will barely cover her bottom and was cut low in the front. Very low cut.
She shot him a wicked smile. “Get in the bed. I’ll be back in a minute.”
She slipped into her bathroom and quickly stripped out of her clothes. It didn’t take long to slip the negligée over her head. She pulled a brush through her dirty blonde hair and admired her reflection.
The negligee highlighted her cleavage and fit all her curves with perfection. The lace was in the perfect spots, with skin showing through. Yeah. This would do. It would do fine.
She opened the door. Tristan was in her bed, leaning back on pillows without the blanket. Naked, in all his glory.
Her eyes wandered up and down his muscular chest and his other parts, which were already standing at attention.
She leaned against the doorway. “Well, what do you think?”
A very manly grunt left him, and a lick of his lips was all the response he gave her. His eyes roamed over her body. Causing heat to sizzle throughout her and her pulse to pick up speed.
