She sighed in her sleep and nuzzled her head against the pillow.
It had been too easy for Antonio to take her the way he had.
Fuck, if something ever happened to Lily—
I was the reason something would ever happen to her. Without me, her life would be simple. Safe. But I also couldn’t imagine my life without her in it, and I knew that was selfish.
I didn’t know what hurt more; the idea of ever losing her or falling in love with her.
Nothing fazed me anymore until she came along. Like a breath of fresh air, she slipped through the blood-covered walls that caged me in a world of violence and hate. She had shown me what it was like to feel again. To feel anything more than anger.
I leaned over and, as lightly as I could, pressed a kiss to her forehead.
She began to stir, pulling her eyebrows together, and then relaxing her face before her eyes fluttered open. A sleepy smile graced her features, and her eyes slipped shut again.
There goes my fucking heart.
“Hi,” she said softly, yawning.
“Hi.” I brushed her hair behind her ear. “How, uh, how are you...feelin’?”
She kept her eyes closed as she released a content sigh.
“Fine.” Her body shifted beneath the sheets before a slightly cheekier smile came to her face as she said sarcastically, “I feel like a whole new woman... An exhausted but happy whole new woman.”
I half smiled. “Yeah?”
“I’m not...sore if that’s what you’re asking.”
I cocked a brow and smirked. “So I did alright?”
Her cheeks flushed. “I’d say you did more than alright.”
I lowered my voice, leaned in, and noticed how her eyelids fluttered while she watched my lips. “What we did last night didn’t even scratch the surface.”
She angled her head, dragging her eyes from my mouth. Interest piqued. “Oh?”
“I didn’t think you wanted me pinnin’ you against a wall just yet.”
Her gaze trailed over to the wall beside the door, and then her eyebrows twitched up. She was imagining it, considering it, and her blush deepened.
“This is all very new to me...” she trailed off.
“Lily.”
Those blue eyes flicked back to me.
“I’m not sayin’ we’ve got to do it right now. Or ever.” I offered her a gentle smile, easing off on the flirting and jokes. Just a little. “That being said. If you ever wanna find pleasure against a wall, I'm only a text away.”
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, but she pressed her lips together. “Even if I’m at work?”
I frowned, pretending to be considerate. “They have walls at the agency, right?”
“Oh my god,” she laughed, pulling the sheet up over her head as her face turned red. Her laugh was one of my favorite sounds — right up there with her moans. It tickled something in my brain that made me feel all tingly and weird inside.
“You hungry?” I smiled, scratching the top of her head through the sheet.
She reappeared, biting her lip as she rose to her elbows, holding the sheet to her chest.
