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She didn’t need to say another word. I stood from the couch with her in my arms and carried her to my bed.
ELEVEN
Daisy
Restraint was impossible.
There was no way for me to demonstrate an ounce of self-control any longer. I didn’t think there was a single reasonable person on the planet who would have blamed me, either.
I was caught up in Forrest.
It was too much, far more than I expected.
And way too good to ignore.
Though I couldn’t say there wouldn’t possibly be some lingering feelings of remorse when I had to say goodbye to Forrest, I realized it would be worse to walk away from this, not doing what I’d felt compelled to do.
Forrest wasn’t just the first man to make me feel like this; he was the first person to make me feel like I truly mattered.
While there was still a chance he excelled at deceiving people, I didn’t think he had that in him. I chose to believe what I felt in my heart—he was a good man. I refused to accept the notion that because so many others before him hadn’t cared, neither would he.
Even if things were going to end in a matter of days, even if we were going to wind up going our separate ways, I still needed to do this. It was the realest thing I’d ever experienced.
So, willpower left the building.
I threw caution to the wind and went after the man who’d stolen my heart. No matter where things went from here, I wanted Forrest to have this piece of me. And I wanted a piece of him to take with me.
Maybe I wouldn’t get what I’d always hoped to have, what I’d been seeking for nearly my whole life, but at least I could have this. And it was the closest I’d had to the real deal.
Forrest lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed. Despite needing to navigate through the cabin to get us there, he kept his eyes on me the entire time, and there was no missing the way his eyes burned with hunger.
While I couldn’t say it didn’t make me feel powerful to know I was having that effect on him, there was something else I liked about it more.
It was knowing I was the one he wanted. Forrest, being the kind of man he was, could have easily had any woman he wanted. Maybe he hadn’t come on this trip intending to find anyone to spend each day with, but he would have had no problem if he’d wanted to do that.
He’d picked me.
Forrest chose me.
For once, I felt like I was the center of someone’s attention, and that had happened long before I begged him to carry me to his bed.
Was I selling myself short by not holding out when I knew this was going to end? Maybe.
But I was willing to risk the regret I’d surely feel later, weeks after we returned to our lives away from the ski resort, to be able to live in this moment now, to enjoy it for everything it was bound to be.
Chest to chest, my legs were wrapped around his waist. I’d loved the feel of one of Forrest’s hands on my ass and relished the feel of his strong arm wrapped around my waist.
When he came to a stop beside the bed and loosened his hold on me, a vain attempt to lower me to my feet, it became apparent how badly I didn’t want to release him. With my arms thrown over his shoulders, holding on to him, my legs squeezed tighter around his waist.
Forrest seemed surprised and confirmed he was when he asked, “Is everything okay?”
Staring into his eyes, feeling my heart beat wildly against my chest as my pulse pounded in my ears, I pleaded with him. “Please don’t let me go.”
The man holding me close took me at face value and tightened his grip on my body. Though I wanted that, I couldn’t miss the feeling that moved through me the moment I’d said those words to him.
Fuck, I wanted this man to hold on to me forever.
And I’d learned a long time ago, I wouldn’t be so lucky. But that didn’t stop me from trying; it didn’t stop me from craving it, wanting it with everything inside me.
