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“I said it was alright,” he moans, scrubbing his hands down his face before looking at me and stepping forward, a predatory look in his eyes.
“Oh no, you don’t. You love it and you blame it all on your sister. Admit it. You love Harry,” I sing, laughing.
“Shut up,” he growls playfully, and the look on his face makes me laugh even harder, my jaw hurting from the wide smile spread across my face.
“Nope. You love Harry. Cole loves Harry,” I sing louder. He jumps onto the bed and I squeal in surprise, a burst of laughter escaping.
“Say you’re sorry,” he demands, sitting on his knees, straddling me. His large body towers above me.
I’d take him seriously if it wasn’t for the teasing glint in his eyes and the twitch in his lips.
“Nope,” I tell him, shaking my head stubbornly.
“Now,” he growls, holding his hands above me like claws.
“Don’t you dare,” I warn, trying to hold back laughter.
“Oh no! You started this, so I’m finishing it. Say you’re sorry,” he orders, this time, his lips forming into a small grin. It looks so sexy on him. It makes me want to pull him down and see if his lips are as soft as they look.
I shake my head, using my hands and making a zipping gesture across my lips, locking them shut.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he warns, right before he digs his fingers into my ribs, tickling the ever-loving shit out of me.
“Stop,” I cry out, laughing until tears fall from my eyes.
“Say it,” he demands again.
“Nope.” I shake my head, but he tickles me harder, and I squeal, the urge to pee making it harder to deny him what he wants. I’m stubborn though, just like my mother.
“Say you’re sorry,” he demands again, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
The need to pee has me giving in, and I cry out, “I’m sorry.”
“Say, Cole doesn’t love Harry,” he demands again, and I narrow my eyes at him.
Catching him off guard, I turn on him, tickling his ribs as payback. He falls on top of me, knocking the breath right out of me since it wasn’t something I was prepared for.
“Shit! Sorry! Are you okay?” he asks, resting low on his forearms to glance down at me.
I don’t answer.
I can’t!
I just stare up at my fallen angel, lost in those eyes. God, those eyes could hypnotise the strongest of people. I’ve never seen such beauty in one person before and it all lies in the man above me.
“Low,” he calls, his voice husky. His pupils dilate and the specks of green in them look like bolts of lightning.
It’s like he has me under a spell because I can’t talk. I can only move, doing what I daydreamed of doing only seconds before. I reach up, wrapping my arms around his neck, and pull him down so that his weight is fully on me. We both let out a small whimper, and when I meet his gaze, his eyes are darker than before. A shiver runs down my neck, straight down to my core.
“Cole?”
“Low,” he answers, gritting his teeth as he gazes down at my lips.
“Kiss me,” I whisper, knowing if I don’t kiss him, I’ll forever regret it.
He groans loudly, the sound echoing around the room, before he obeys, moving closer until his lips are a breath away from mine. The smell of his spicy cologne fills my senses. There’s a warmth to it, comforting me. His hard body presses against mine, and I know right here, right now, there is nowhere else I’d rather be. This is the moment I dreamed about as a young girl, the moment when I find my forever. True love’s kiss.
His lips touch mine and everything around us fades away. It’s only him and me. Every fibre of my being is on fire.
