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The way he says it is so genuine, it heats my cheeks.
How a sweet compliment can make me blush after what we just did, I’ll never know.
He lets out a huge sigh, then climbs off the bed. “Get dressed. We can shower at home.”
Still naked, I press my knees together. “Why do you keep saying that? This is my home.”
He shakes his head, as he tucks his dick back into his pants. And just like that, he’s fully clothed.
“It is,” I say slowly, like he doesn’t understand.
His skilled fingers secure his belt. “Not anymore.”
I drag my eyes away from his hands and up to his face. “What do you mean?”
“You’re moving into my house.”
Nothing this man says should shock me anymore, but here we are.
“No, I’m not.”
He lifts his eyes to meet mine, and there’s zero compromise in them. “Yes, you are. Tonight. Now.” He tips his head toward the half-filled duffel in the corner of the room. “You’re already packed.”
I gape at him. “I can’t.”
“You can.”
“Nero, you can’t be serious.”
“I am.”
I stare at him. He really is. He’s totally serious.
“You’re crazy,” I breathe.
His hands dart out, gripping my ankles, and he yanks me down the bed. Again.
Nero bends over me, putting our faces an inch apart. “For you, I’m fucking certifiable.”
His lips press to mine, and I must be just as insane, because I feel nothing but comfort at his words. “Now get dressed.”
Nero grabs my hands as he steps back, helping me to sit up.
The change to vertical makes my head spin a little, and I remember that I was well on my way to being drunk when I left the party. Though it seems like waking up scared half-to-death has some sobering qualities.
Nero’s tucking his shirt in, and part of my brain tells me to grab a blanket and cover myself.
Sitting, naked––squishy belly on full display in the bright lights––in front of the hottest man I’ve ever met in person… it’s a lot.
But the other half of my brain registers Nero’s hooded gaze. And there’s nothing but heat in his eyes. Heat and lust and need.
“I can’t just move in with you,” I sigh. Even if I’ve never wanted anything more, this is ridiculous.
His jaw works like he’s chewing on his next words. “You will. You made that decision for me when you walked into my party tonight.”
“But—”
He shakes his head. “The second you stepped foot in that building, you sealed your fate.” Nero moves to my dresser and pulls open the top drawer. Finding it already empty he moves to the next, then scoops the t-shirts out in a pile and drops them into my duffel bag. “I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to do it, Payton.” He growls the words.
