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But you know what? It’s my heart, and I can do with it what I want.
“Tell me again,” I hear myself say. I don’t need to elaborate. He knows exactly what I’m asking.
“I love you, Kaia Sharp.” His hands slide back up my face. “I love you.” He presses his lips to mine, further overwhelming my already frazzled brain.
“I’m sorry to interrupt.” I go ramrod straight whenhervoice muddles an otherwise perfectly imperfect moment.
Remi pulls back, tucking me into his side like he’s afraid I might still try and make a run for it.
“I just wanted to say goodbye and that it was really great getting to see you again,” she tells Remi, her gaze coming to me. “I hope you know how much he cares about you and what a lucky woman you are for it.” She gives me a soft smile before walking away without another word.
“Bye, Dalia,” Remi calls after her before his attention comes back to me. “Will you come upstairs? Please. We can talk about today. I want to know everything.”
“On one condition.”
“Anything.”
“You swear to me, from this moment forward, that no matter what happens, we will listen to each other before anything else. And that you willneverbring another woman home who isn’t me, ever again.”
“Cross my heart.” He tightens his arm around me, leading me back across the street. “So are there any other ex-fiancés who are going to come crawling out of the woodwork next?” he asks as we make way our way inside the building. “I just wanna know if breaking people’s faces is going to become a daily thing.” He laughs, the sound full and rich.
It’s hard to believe just five minutes ago we were standing at complete odds and now here we are, walking into his apartment almost like nothing even happened.Well... almost, I think as I look down at the food splattered and ruined on the ground.
“You think it’s salvageable?” I ask, feeling mildly embarrassed for my behavior.
“I think we’d be better off ordering something else.” He grins, tugging me inside.
Kicking the door closed, he abruptly pushes me against it, trapping me between the door and his hard frame.
“I know I said we’d talk.” He peels his shirt over his head, tossing it to the side before his hands are on either side of my neck. “But I just spent the last eight hours not sure if I’d ever get to do this again, so forgive me if I can’t wait another second to be inside of you.”
He silences any words I might say with his mouth, his tongue tangling with mine in an instant. I lose myself to his touch, to the feeling of having him pressed against me when, like he said, I spent the last eight hours not knowing if I’d ever get to feel this way again.
I know a lot has happened, and there is still so much we need to talk about, but right now, I just want him to make me forget, to expunge this day from my brain and from my body.
Every kiss feels more consuming than the last.
Every touch more frantic, like neither of us can get enough.
And truthfully, I don’t think we can.
At least I know I never will. Not where Remi is concerned. Not ever.
He only further proves that point when he drives deep inside of me minutes later, my name falling from his lips over and over again as he fills my body so completely that the only thing that exists in the world is him.
His touch.
His kiss.
His love.
It pours out of his body into mine, consuming me from the inside out until there is not a single part of me that doesn’t feel the effects of him. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“We’re really doingthis?” I stand outside the theater, staring up at the marquee, Remi at my side looking so freaking handsome in his suit and tie that I almost didn’t let him out of the car, tempted to call the whole thing off so I could spend the rest of the day tangled in his sheets with him instead.
“Of course we are.” He grins, lifting our entwined hands to kiss the back of my knuckles.
“It’s not too late to change your mind,” I tell him with a smile.
