Jared dropped his forehead against hers. “What do you want me to do about it?”
Make love to me, sweep me off my feet, stay with me. She made a mental note to beat the crap out of her subconscious once the situation was over.
He sighed. The sigh spoke volumes, like he held the weight of the world on his shoulders. “I want you to give us a chance at a real relationship.”
Her heart skipped a beat. “And if I say no?”
“Then you are gonna find a stalker on your ass from now ’til infinity.”
She gave him a wry look. “Don’t jest about such things.”
“I’m deadly serious.”
Gulp.
“You’re killing me here. Give me a chance. Give us a chance. Let me make it up to you. Put the kink aside. Give me time and I know you could grow to love me too.”
Was that vulnerability written all over his face? Yep, it sure was. She was a sucker for vulnerability. The ironic part was, she already loved him. Total, flat-out, full-blown beating heart, head over heels in love. Now he offered all her secret desires on a platter.
Maybe it was time to fess up.
“I don’t have to grow to love you,” she whispered. “I already do.”
He tilted his head and frowned as if he hadn’t heard her right. He studied her face. She smiled at him. A broad smile that curled her lips, that made her jaw ache.
A slow smile replaced his frown. “Say what?”
“I love you.”
The smile turned into a grin. “Say that again.”
She thumped him lightly on the chest. “See, I knew this would happen. Dance with the devil, and you end up stroking his oversized ego.”
He rolled his hips against hers. “Not the only thing that’s oversized.”
Tessa groaned at his bad pun.
Flipping onto his side, he rolled Tessa with him so she lay pressed against his chest. “Does this mean we’re a couple?”
She reveled in the feel of him against her. Warm, solid, sexy as hell. It was a cliché but maybe love did conquer all.
Nah.
A grin tugged at her lips. Jared had a lot more groveling to do before she could forgive him. A hell of a lot.
“This means we are a couple.” Deciding it was time to turn the tables on Jared, she straddled his waist and flashed him a wicked smile. “For now.”
The End
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Multi-published author Scarlett Sanderson is a librarian by day and an erotic romance novelist by night. She lives in suburban England with her significant other and dreams of having Lara Croft-type adventures. As a reader, she loves to immerse herself in sweeping tales of romance, fantasy and, most of all, tantalizing erotica. Those are the elements she tries to weave into the stories she creates.
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