Page 60 of The Darkest Nights


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“It's actually super common. To like a heavy weight? Hannah likes it too, and Alexis.”

“Mhmm.” He works his way down my body and I tighten my legs around his torso but he doesn't go any further. Instead, after pressing a kiss to the soft part of my stomach, he lays his head there, hands stroking over my arm. “I’m taking you away next week.”

I lift my head and tilt it to the side. “You’re taking me away?”

He leans his chin against my stomach, honey eyes all soft like they sometimes go. “Anywhere you want.”

“Anywhere?”

His hand strokes over my bare stomach. “Yeah. Just me and you. No phones.”

My lips curve up and I run a hand over his hair. “No phones? Your serial killer is showing.”

He sniffs a laugh, rolls his eyes a little. “I just want a couple of days where I don't have to share you.”

“You don't share me, I'm yours.” It's forward but it's the truth. Pretty sure his name is engraved on the inside of my chest.

I don't miss the warm smile that starts to spread across his face before he stops it. “Okay, fine. I don't want to be shared.”

I cock a brow. “You're telling me I'm sharing you with other women?”

He barks a loud laugh. “No. Definitely not. I mean work, My family. Life in general. I just want you uninterrupted for a while.”

My heart swells cause I think I fucking love this man and it doesn't terrify me anymore. I make a show of thinking even though I already know where I want to go. “Portofino?”

“Sure.” He doesn't even have to pause to think about it.

I push up to lean on my elbows, grinning at him. “Really?”

Something passes in his eyes as he looks at me, it's got a sadness to it that I don't understand. “Anything you want.”

“You really would do anything for me wouldn't you?” My voice is quiet and I didn't even mean to say it. It just fell out of my mouth. I wish I could take the words back but I can't so I let them hang there.

He meets my eyes, lids heavy, voice low. “I’d rip the fucking sun out of the sky for you.”

Goosebumps cover my skin and I feel it. That warm sensation crawls out from my chest all the way down to my toes. That sensation where you know you’d burn the world for this person. You’d do anything to keep them happy. His words linger, bouncing around the room as the seconds tick by. It solidifies this feeling. There's no going back with him.

“I want you to come to London. Meet my brother.” He pauses for a second and anxiety drops into my stomach like a brick.

“Yeah?” He asks gently and I can't back out now so I just nod my head. His hands frame my waist and he presses some more kisses to my stomach. “I’d be honoured.”

I scoff a laugh and slap him away even though my hearts fucking flying right now. “You're such a cringe.”

He winks at me and jumps up landing next to me and pulling me to him, resting his forehead against mine. When he pulls away his face is more serious, that sadness back again that I don't understand. “You going to tell me why you really left yet?”

I pull back so I can look at his face properly. “I told you already, I got bored.”

“That's a lie. Someone as family-orientated as you wouldn’t leave your family on such short notice because you were bored.” He deadpans.

I can feel the anxiety building. I haven’t spoken about this to anyone apart from Hannah and my mum. I bite my lip thinking of what I can say but I know I couldn’t ever lie to him. I groan reluctantly. “It's a long story.”

“I haven’t got anywhere to be.” He sits up and rests his hands behind his head against the pillows.

“It's boring.” I'm stalling now. I know it. He knows it. Fucking Margret down the street knows it.

He gives me a flat stare. “Get on with it, Casimira.”

I release an exaggerated sigh, I'm not getting around this. He's persistent, like a dog with a bone. I sit up and cross my legs, pulling the cover into my lap to fiddle with it whilst I explain.

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