“Evvie, don’t you dare walk away from me,” he said, his voice hardening.
I took a breath and ignored him, reaching the end of the corridor. I stopped and waited. For what I wasn’t sure.
The deep bass of the dance music washed over me as I watched the crowd move to the beat. A haze covered the vast room from the smoke machine, glowing from the dim red lights.
The tiny hairs on my body rose and I knew Brett was inching towards me with every sure step.
“Don’t walk away from this,” he pleaded.
My heart thumped hard. I love you. The words froze on my tongue. It was too soon. Too fast.
“Evvie, from the moment I first saw you, I’ve been attracted you. Something passed between us and I know you felt it.”
He was right. I did it feel it. It was strong. Raw.
“I fell in love with you after our first night together. The way you looked at me while I was pleasing you made me realize that I wanted more.”
My breath caught, feeling him take a step closer to me but still keeping his hands to himself.
“And you’re fucking hot as a hell, lover,” he said, brushing a finger down my arm.
I laughed but the nervous butterflies still flew around in my belly. I took a breath and let it out in a slow exhale. “I haven’t had many relationships. My family scared them away I guess.”
“Your family doesn’t scare me.”
I turned to him and met his gaze. “You don’t know who my father is, do you?”
Brett frowned. “I don’t care who he is, lover. This is between you and me.”
I sighed and chewed my bottom lip.
He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “Come talk to me.”
My heart fluttered. Every time we’ve been alone, there hasn’t been a lot of talking. At all. “I can’t.”
His brows furrowed, his jaw clenching as his hold on me tightened. “Evvie.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to talk but being alone with you will end up with me wrapped around you.”
Brett smirked and kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger before he took a step back. He crossed his arms under his chest and leaned against the wall. “I promise to keep my hands to myself as long as you promise to talk.”
I searched his face and nodded. I paced in front of him, searching for the proper words. “My dad loved my mom. Even though I was young when she died, I can remember it so clearly.”
A lump formed in my throat but I kept going. Never needing to talk so bad in my life.
“When she—” I swallowed. “Died, I saw a part of my father die with her. All of us were affected but my dad was destroyed. It was like his soul shattered. My brother, Ethan is the youngest boy. He and my mom were close.” The tears flowed freely down my cheeks at that point and I wiped them away. My body felt lighter as the words left my lips.
“Ethan rebelled. I remember the police saying he should be in juvie but my dad would have none of that. Didn’t want to separate his kids.” I stopped pacing and leaned against the wall opposite Brett.
Sliding down the wall, I sat on the floor and looked up as he sat beside me. I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them tight. “I’m not strong enough to go through what my dad did.”
Brett cupped the back of my neck, rubbing his thumb up and down the side. “Your dad wouldn’t want you to give up your happiness.”
“I know,” I mumbled and picked at a fuzz on my pants.
“Your dad loved your mom.”
“More than life itself. But…” I looked up at him. “I’m scared.” Those two words leaving my mouth set my aching heart at ease. The unexpected emptiness inside of me that I never realized was there until now, mended. It was a slow start but talking to Brett helped. Because of him, the pain from losing my mom after all of these years began to melt away.
His eyes warmed. “Evvie, I’ve never had a relationship. The one that came close, ended when the ex came back.”
I sighed and ran my hands down my thighs. My heart stuttered at the black pants I now wore thanks to a possessive lover. Was I in over my head?
“Lover, look at me.”
I slowly met his gaze, my stomach flipping at the warm look of adoration in them. A hint of dark lust roared to the surface, setting my body on overdrive.
He pinched my chin and placed a soft kiss on my mouth. “I’m glad it’s over.” His lips moved down my jaw. “I wouldn’t be here with you if it wasn’t.”
My heart thumped hard. “I guess things happen for a reason,” I mumbled.
Brett’s jaw clenched before he rose to his feet. He held out his hand, his deep sapphire eyes boring into mine. “Come with me.”
I let him pull me to my feet and guide me to his office. My heart sped up. Being alone with him would not allow the words to leave—
A warm mouth captured mine in a tender but passionate kiss.
Brett’s hands ran down my body. They were soft, gentle. Not rough and intense like usual. Before I could open to him, he pulled away and kissed my nose.
He brought me to the couch and pulled me into his lap. “I knew from the first moment you kissed me, that it was going to be more. I even tried fighting it.”
I turned to him.
He met my gaze, the corners of his lips tugging into a small smile at his admission.
“I can’t go through what my dad did.”
He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “You can’t stop yourself from being happy, lover. It’s not fair to you.”
Tears burned my eyes. Watching my father deteriorate into a shattered, alcohol-driven mess made me hesitate.
I pushed out of his lap. “I should go back to work.”
His hold on my waist tightened. “No.”
“Brett,” I said, trying to pry him off of me.
“Stop fighting it,” he whispered in my ear.
“I’m not ready.” I wanted to tell him how I felt. But I couldn’t. A man like Brett MacLean would hurt me.
“Evvie.”
I shoved out of his grip and rose to my feet. I loved him. But what if I lost Brett?
“You can’t live life on ‘what if’s,’ lover.”
I jumped and spun around, not realizing I had spoken out loud.
He took a step towards me, his blue eyes warm and inviting. “You’re not the only one that’s scared, Evvie.”
I frowned. Knowing I wouldn’t get any more of an explanation from him, I let out a deep breath. “I don’t know how to deal with these feelings I have for you,” I said as he closed the distance between us.
“What do you feel?” he asked, cupping my nape.
“I…” I gripped his shirt, trailing my other hand down his strong chest. My fingers tingled, needing the feel of his skin against mine. “The first time I looked at you, I felt something. Even though I thought you were an asshole, I was attracted to you.”
He chuckled and brushed a finger down the length of my jaw. “I felt it too. That magnetic pull that drew me to you. At that point, I knew that I had to have you.”
“Is that why you approached me with your proposition?” I smiled, remembering the shock of him telling me that he wanted to fuck me.
“That and I was desperate to get between those milky white thighs of yours,” he said, his voice lowering.
My heart sped up.
“I was determined to make you mine, lover. At first, I wanted to just fuck you, but now, it’s so much more.” He gripped my chin, holding me tight like he thought I would run away again.
I felt it too. From the first moment I kissed him. I couldn’t deny it any longer. The need that gripped my core. “Brett,” I whispered.
He kissed my forehead and then my nose before placing a tender peck on my lips. All the feelings poured into that small touch. I needed more. My body would show him how I felt when the right words wouldn’t form on my tongue.
I wrapped my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss.
He ran his hands down my bo
dy and cupped my ass, lifting me.
I licked between his lips, igniting a groan from him when he laid me on the couch.
Our breathing picked up when the kiss became intense, hot as he devoured my mouth.
His pelvis pushed against mine and the feel of his erection pressing against my center made my skin hum. I could feel him everywhere. I tilted my hips, rubbing myself over him, moaning at the delicious contact.
He wrapped a hand around my throat and trailed light kisses down my jaw. “Fuck Evvie, I love kissing you.”
I licked my swollen mouth and ran my fingers through the hair at his nape. “Make love to me.”
“Tell me how you feel,” he said, nipping the soft skin under my ear.
I frowned. “Are you bribing me?”
He lifted his head and stared intently into my eyes, gripping my jaw. “I know you feel something for me. Just tell me.”
“I did tell you.”
His gaze darkened. “You didn’t tell me everything.”
I huffed and pushed him. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”
Brett’s eyes hardened. “Tell me you don’t love me. Tell me you don’t want more.”
“Of course I want more,” I snapped as I sat up. “But I’m not competing with all of your whores.”
He snarled and pushed me back onto the couch, pinning me beneath him. “There is no fucking competition. None at all. I want you and only you. What the hell do I have to do to make you see that?”
I struggled against him but his hold on me only tightened.
“Lover,” his voice softened. “Everyone has a past. I want my future to be you.”
My heart flipped but a deep part of me warned our future wouldn’t be all sunshine and rainbows.
“Why?”
He frowned. “Why what?”
I took a breath, bracing myself for his reaction. “Why do you love me?”
His jaw clenched, the muscles twitching under the skin. “You’re questioning how I feel about you?”
I swallowed. “Well, we haven’t made our relationship official.”
“Do you love me?” he demanded.
My blood rang in my ears but the three words froze on my tongue.
“Answer me,” he said, his voice firm.
My heart thumped hard at the intense fire in his eyes.
“Evvie.”
“Fine,” I snapped.
He sat back on his hunches and braced his hands on his thighs. His eyes twinkled with amusement, searching my face. “I’m waiting.”
I huffed. “I am in love with you. Alright? Happy now, asshole?”
A smug grin formed on his face. “Say it.”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the back of his neck. “I love you.”
He crushed his lips to mine. “Again.”
“I love you,” I breathed against his mouth. Once the words left my lips, a weight lifted off of my shoulders. I loved him. He loved me. Fuck everything else, for now.
***
After a light swat on the ass and a hard kiss to the lips, Brett kicked me out of his office to get some work done.
I had asked him again to make love to me but he said he wanted to wait until we were at his place so he could show me exactly how he felt in his bed. Which would be a first for us both since he’d never had a woman in his bedroom before.
“Hey gorgeous, I need a vodka martini, please.”
I turned to Tatiana and smiled. “Coming right up, babe.”
Her pierced brow raised. “You feeling alright?”
“Of course. Why?”
She searched my face before looking behind her. “He the reason?”
I shrugged. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said, my heart fluttering.
She nodded. “Uh-huh. Right.”
I smiled, my eyes glancing around the room.
Brett stood at one of the private booths, chatting with an older couple. He looked over his shoulder, our gazes colliding. His eyes flashed with love and an undertone of passion.
The hairs on my neck tingled and my stomach flipped.
“My girl’s in love.”
I looked back at Tatiana, my cheeks heating. Smiling to myself, I placed the drink on her tray.
My body hummed and before I even looked up, I knew that Brett was approaching me. Not wanting to be too obvious, I grabbed a cloth and started wiping down the counter.
“Lover, look at me.”
I swallowed hard at the deep voice by my ear and met Brett’s heated stare.
He winked and before I knew what was happening or could even protest, he captured my mouth in a rough kiss.
I vaguely heard cheering around us and Tatiana’s “It’s about fucking time” but all I could focus on was the warm lips pressed against mine. He cupped my cheek and licked his way into my mouth, deepening the kiss.
A moan erupted from the back of my throat and if we were alone, I would have crawled up his hard body. Devouring every inch of him.
He chuckled and released my mouth.
“What was that for?” I panted.
He smirked. “Making it official.” He trailed kisses down my jaw to my ear. “And letting every man here know that you are mine.”
My heart thudded. “Well then every woman here will know that you’re mine.”
He grinned and placed a soft kiss on my mouth. “Good. Now get back to work, lover.”
I laughed and watched him walk away.
“Ev.”
I turned to Tatiana as she came up beside me.
“I think that was the fucking hottest thing that I have ever seen.”
“It feels weird being here without you,” I said into the phone as I stepped inside Brett’s apartment.
“Whether I’m there or not, my home is yours, lover,” Brett responded.
My heart fluttered and I shut the door behind me. After our very public kiss, the rest of the night flew by. Brett was supposed to leave with me but things had come up at the club that he had to handle.
“I would have waited for you in your office.” I headed down the short alcove that lead into the vast expanse of his apartment.
Brett chuckled. “That would have been too distracting.”
I smiled and headed into the living room. Blueprints lined the hallway table as I passed by it. “And why is that, lover boy?”
“You know why.”
I kicked off my shoes and walked down a long hallway that led to the bedrooms. “Tell me.”
“We’re playing this game now, are we?”
My body heated. “Never.”
“I enjoy knowing that you’re in my apartment, lover,” he purred.
Desire curled in my belly as his deep voice washed over my skin.
“What are you doing now?”
“Looking for your bedroom.”
“Second door on the right,” he said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
I reached the door and opened it, stepping into the dark room before turning on the light. “How long are you going…holy shit.” My eyes widened when they landed on the large four poster bed that leaned against the far wall.
“What?”
Black linen covered the king sized mattress with several fluffy pillows against the head of the bed.
“Evvie?”
“Your bed is huge,” I exclaimed.
Brett laughed.
My heart thudded as I imagined lying on top of the bed with him between my thighs—
“What are you doing now?” he asked.
I cleared my throat, walking around the bed and ran my hand over the cool black comforter. “I’m feeling up your bed,” I joked.
“Hmm…now there’s an image.”
I moved to crawl onto the bed when an engine sounded. I frowned. “Where are you?”
There was a pause. “Around.”
“Brett, where—”
“Don’t worry about it.”
I huffed and sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress sinking
under my weight. I laid back and sighed. “Fine. I should go. I’ll see you when you get here.”
“Lover, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.”
My heart thudded, wondering if there was more to that statement then he was letting on.
“Evvie?”
“Yes?” My eyes fluttered closed as I snuggled into the softness of his bed.
“Strip.”
My eyes popped open. “Excuse me?”
“Take off your clothes. I want you naked in my bed, ready for me.”
Deciding to play his little game, I took a breath and placed my cell on the bed. Hitting the speakerphone button, I gripped the edge of my shirt. “How long are you going to be?” I asked, pulling off my top.
“Long enough. You bare for me, lover?”
I smiled and threw the last bit of clothing on the floor, leaving me standing naked in his bedroom. “Yes.”
“Pull back the covers.”
I did as he said and pulled the comforter to the foot of the bed.
“Done?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Now lay on the bed.”
I crawled onto the bed, lying on my back. The soft cotton caressed my skin, sending light tingles over my body.
“Close your eyes.”
“Brett,” I said, hesitating.
“Close those beautiful eyes or else I’ll tie you to my bed and blindfold you.”
My stomach flipped, a small gasp leaving my lips at that image.
A deep chuckle sounded through the phone. “Would you like that? You strapped down, spread open for me to do whatever I want?”
Oh God.
“Would you like that, Evvie?”
“I like anything you do to me, Brett,” I whispered.
“I know. But as much as I would love to see you bound and open for me, that will never happen.”
“Oh.” I frowned as my stomach clenched unexpectedly. “Why not?”
“Because I’m selfish. I like the feel of your hands on my body. Your nails scratching down my back as I fuck that beautiful pussy.”
My heart beat hard, the tiny hairs on my skin tingling at his words. “God, I love the way you talk.”
“Good. Now close your eyes.”
My eyes fluttered closed as I laid in the middle of his big bed.
“Spread your legs.”
Doing as he said, I took a breath and waited in baited anticipation.
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