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I was learning all sorts of things about my sexual preferences lately. Biting included.

“Have you been working on a new song?” I asked and she nodded, shyly almost, like she didn’t know what I’d think about that.

“Am I allowed to hear it?” I murmured.

She paused for a moment. “Of course.”

I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, her guitar still in her hands.

“What are you doing?” she said with a laugh.

“I have an idea. I think you should sing while we’re in bed.”

“In bed, huh?”

“Yep, in bed. While I’m inside of you. This might be the best idea I’ve ever had.”

She snorted.

“Well, what do you think?” I asked, kicking the door of the bedroom open since I didn’t want to let her go.

“It’s definitely worth experimenting with,” she said seriously.

“I like that attitude, Jones,” I murmured, gently laying her on the bed. She stared up at me, her features softened in the fading light. Every time I saw her she took my breath away.

Sometimes I wondered if she’d stepped out of a dream, a dark dream, where all of the things I wanted most in life had been captured inside one person—a person I had to sell my fucking soul to get. With her hair splayed out around her like ahalo, and her delicate features illuminated by the softening light, she really looked like an angel.

Every curve of her face, every line and contour, was perfect, a testament to the sheer artistry of her existence. I traced the curve of her face with my fingertips, marveling at everything about her—the way her lashes brushed against her cheeks, the way her lips arched into a smile. She surpassed anything I had ever known. Sometimes it felt like I’d been granted a glimpse of paradise—a paradise that was destined to lead me to hell as I chased after it.

“I’m obsessed with you,” I murmured, and she smiled, because she thought I was joking.

Leaning down, I brushed my lips down her neck, the answering sigh making my cock even harder.

I stood up.

“Now get undressed.”

Olivia

Looking at him up close like this…it was almost overwhelming. It should be outlawed for a man to be so pretty. I wanted to lick him all over…and I’d finally decided…that wasn’t weird.

Considering I spent today alone, it was one of the best days that I had experienced in a long time. Being in a place where Jolette and Marco weren’t allowed to barge in. Feeling safe. Having Walker’s things around me…It was a level of comfort I hadn’t had maybe…ever.

Seeing all the pictures online of myself around town with Walker hadn’t even bothered me. I had even saved some of thembecause I loved how we looked like we belonged together in them.

That had certainly never happened before. The headlines had even been, dare I say…nice.

For the first time in a long time, I’d picked up a guitar…and the words had just come.

I hadn’t even realized how much time had passed until Walker was unlocking the door and he’d walked in.

“What are you thinking about right now, angel?” he murmured, his hand stroking down my skin.

“That I feel happy,” I whispered, biting down on my lip because the words felt strange to say.

His answering grin was blinding.

“That’s my only goal, nowadays, so I’m glad that I’m inching closer.”

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