“You’re nervous. You don’t want to be around me. I get it,” I said, a few tears slipping down my cheek.
“No. That’s not what I was going to say,” he chuckled.
I wiped my face dry, turning to him. “It wasn’t?”
He shook his head again, the corner of his full, kissable lips turning up. “No. Let me talk before you jump to conclusions.”
I nodded, pulling my lower lip in between my teeth to chew. If he wasn’t ending things, what was going on?
“Korah, I never thought I would feel this way about someone. I screw up everything, and yet, here you are. This beautiful, amazing woman who wants me. I don’t understand it, and probably never will. I’m an asshole who got blessed with decent looks. Lately, it’s getting stronger. Korah, I don’t want you to be with anyone else, and I sure as hell can’t be with anyone else. I’m trying to say that I want you to be my girlfriend.”
Mouth open, heart pounding, I stared at him. Did he really ask me to be his girlfriend?
“Korah, I love you. I’ve never said that and meant it, but dammit I do now. I love you,” he said. His brows furrowed in worry, his eyes glassed over with caution and expectance.
“You do?” I asked, the lump in my throat making talking difficult. Dane Davidson admitted he loved me and I couldn’t say it back for tears.
He nodded, pulling me in. “Please, Korah. Tell me how you feel,” he pleaded with a whisper.
I ran my finger over his lips, reaching up and closing the distance. I kissed him with a passion I’d never felt before, one full of love and need. I pressed my body as close as the little booth would allow. When I pulled away, I locked my forehead to his and whispered, “I love you, too, Dane Davidson.”
His grin was as wide as the sea, his dark eyes bubbling with happiness. “Korah.”
My name on his lips sounded like heaven. He paid our bill quickly, ushering me out the door, his hands tempting and teasing me with touches on the way to the car. Once inside, we hurried back to my apartment as quickly as we could. He carried me up the stairs and in the door, his lips leaving trails up and down my neck as he walked.
Our clothing was discarded once inside, his hard body setting mine on fire. He made love to me, kissing and caressing every inch of my body. My skin was an inferno caused by his lips. When our bodies came together, we exploded in heat and passion. Every touch was ecstasy. Our tongues collided, moving in sync with our bodies, driving me to the brink. I cried out his name over and over as he pumped into me.
“Korah, I love you so damned much,” he groaned as he released.
We lay in bed after, hands linked, legs tangled. Love was an unexpected consequence of that fateful Halloween night, and I couldn’t be happier about it. Was he a regular prince charming sweeping me off my feet? No, not most days, but he was real. And he cared for me with a passion I’d never experienced. I imagined things with Dane would never be easy, but was love ever easy? Wasn’t it supposed to be a constant give and take of two people who cared deeply for one another?
We could do this. We could have our happily ever after, even if it meant the happy came in spurts.
“Korah, what are you thinking about?” he asked, his fingers trailing over my arm and sending shivers down my spine.
“Us.”
He lifted my chin, urging me to look at him. “We’ll make it work, Korah. We’re both in this for the long haul. I’m not letting you go now that I’ve found you, so you’re stuck with me.”
Grinning, I sunk in closer to his embrace. I couldn’t imagine being stuck with anyone better.
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Felicia Tatum was born and raised in Tennessee. She always loved reading, and at the age of twelve began writing. Her passion for creating stories grew and in May 2012, she finally wrote her first novel, The White Aura.
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Table of Contents
Masked Encounters
Unveiled Ties
Daring Dane
Pursuing Korah
Unexpected Consequences
Intoxicating Passion The Box Set Page 15