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“Just doing my job,” she said, but he stopped her short in the shadowy entrance to the foyer.
“You’re doing a lot more than your job, Sloane. Bree trusts you. She needs you.”
Gavin’s words brought her feet to a clumsy halt. She blinked in the ambient light. “It was just a little comforting. That’s all. Anyone would’ve done it.”
He pinned her with a dark gaze that arrowed right to her very center. “But she wouldn’t haveletjust anyone do it. It’s not about having whoever’s available sit by her bedside when she has a bad dream. It’s about you. She wantsyou.”
Something Sloane couldn’t name rushed through her, but she couldn’t look away, not even when Gavin stepped so close she could feel the intensity of the heat coming off of him.
“AndIwant you. I want you to stay, here with us. Just like this.” He stroked her face, skating his fingers down the line of her neck to rest right over her heart. “Please. Say you’ll stay.”
Sloane’s time-tested defenses formed the wordrunin the back of her mind, but she knew all at once she wouldn’t honor them. Not this time. Despite the near-impossible odds stacked against her, she had to find a way to stay in Pine Mountain, to soothe Bree’s nightmares and spend her nights in Gavin’s arms. There had to be some way to make it work.
Because she’d finally found where she belonged, and in this place, despite it all, she was good enough.
“Yes.” She wrapped her arms around him, diving in headfirst even though she couldn’t see the bottom.
“I’ll stay.”
* * *
Sloane reached up,fitting herself against Gavin and slanting her lips over his in just a hint of a kiss. Breath left her body on a sigh, twining around his softly until he couldn’t tell where she ended and he began, but in that moment, he realized it didn’t matter.
Sloane, with her go-where-the-wind-takes-me lifestyle, wanted to stay, to hold on to something right here with him and Bree.
And despite his fear of screwing things up with his emotions, Gavin didn’t want to ever let her go.
He cupped her face between his palms, deepening the kiss. Each stroke of his tongue against hers, every taste of her bottom lip held gently between his teeth, all of it made him want her with intensity he couldn’t explain. And the more he had, the more he wanted, until he was certain that the only way he’d fill his need for her was to just have her indefinitely.
Starting right now.
Gavin guided Sloane to his room, pausing only long enough to shut and lock the door before turning his attention back to her. He could just make out the lean silhouette of her body in the glow of moonlight spilling in from the windows, but his mind’s eye filled in the blanks with detail. The golden, graceful column of her neck, the tight curve of cinnamon-sweet skin where her shoulder eased into her collarbone, the waterfall of delicate bones in her spine. And knowing she was right there, covered in nothing more than shadows, made him desperate for her.
“Come here.” There was no hiding the gravel in his voice as he met her halfway despite his words. Sloane’s lips parted easily, granting him permission to take her mouth with deep, unyielding strokes, and he wasn’t about to deny her. He cupped the back of her neck, knotting his fingers through the tumble of her hair as he kissed her, exploring her mouth. Christ, he could do this a million times and still find himself blown away with want at her hot little whimpers and the drawn-out exhalation of her sighs.
Sloane’s fingers worked first at the knot of his tie, then his shirt buttons before she gripped his shoulders over his T-shirt with tight fists. A low sound worked the back of his throat, somewhere between a moan and a growl, and she met it with a laugh that sounded like sin.
“Guess that answers the question of whether or not you like that.” She stood on her toes, lifting off his T-shirt and pressing her breasts to his chest to produce the most infuriatingly sexy friction he’d ever felt. He reached down to grab the hem of her sweater, and with a swift yank, he was one step closer to having his cock inside her.
“I like this even better.”
Testing the weight of her breasts with his palms, he skimmed his thumbs over the barely there cups of her bra. One whispered “please” from her had him removing it from her body entirely, and he cupped and stroked until she arched against him in a wordless demand for more.
“Gavin,” Sloane murmured, and anything else she was going to say got lost on her sigh. He eased her toward the bed, lowering her to the soft down comforter while settling his body between her hips, but she surprised him by placing both hands on his shoulders and giving a firm push. Before he could fully process the movement, Sloane had looped a leg over his hip and turned him squarely to his back.
“You know what I think?” she asked, her body notched so tightly over his that his cock jerked.
She thrust again and he moaned, all pleasure. “What?”
“I think it’s about time someone turned the tables on you.” She slid the seam of her jeans up the length of his aching cock, and his gruff laugh popped out without warning.
“We’re not going to be here long if you do that again.” But Gavin gripped her hips, guiding her roughly over him again anyway because she feltthatfucking good, even through their clothes.
Bracketing his shoulders with her palms, Sloane leaned over his chest, brushing his skin with just the sheer suggestion of lace and hard nipples. “I don’t care. For once, I want to seeyouget a little reckless.”
Between the slow, hard thrust of her hips and the silky, sweet brush of her tits on his chest, Gavin’s resolve disappeared like it had never existed. He answered every thrust, pushing against her with dwindling control. When she dipped a hand between them to release the button on his pants, he reached out to return the favor, only to be denied.
“Uh-uh.” Sloane shifted to her knees beside him, removing his pants with one economical tug but leaving her own in place. She ran her hands down his torso, curling them around the waistband of his boxers with obvious intent. “Not this time.”
