Another shove, and he wrapped his arms around me, pinning me in place against warm, solid muscle. I couldn’t have gotten away if I’d tried.
“You said you love me,” he rasped. “Are you sure?”
“I kind of hate you right now for scaring me like that.”
Dean moved his hands to my face. His blue eyes, glowing with moonlight, searched mine. “Keira, do you love me?”
“Yes.” My voice broke. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too. With everything in me.”
I repeated the words in my head.He loves me. Had he really just said that?
Our mouths met in a fierce, desperate kiss. Heat built against the cold night air. I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt and held on.
Finally he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on mine.
“But I have to tell you the truth about me. I have to tell you what I did.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Dean
I took Keira’s hand,and we walked inside. “I need to bring my stuff in,” I murmured.
“Okay. I’ll meet you in the kitchen. Yeah? You’re not going to take off and scare me again?”
I managed a faint smile. Kissed her on the forehead. “No, baby. I’ll be right there. Just give me a sec.”
“You’ve never called me baby before.”
“Is it okay?”
She shrugged. “I guess I don’t mind it.”
Yeah, she was still mad. But that was okay. I couldn’t blame her.
If Keira still accepted me after I confessed everything, then I would never leave her again.
Keira’s footsteps moved away, and the faucet ran in the kitchen. Grabbing the gun cases, I carried them inside along with my duffel.
I really had almost left. I’d packed my stuff with every intention of hunting down Ryan Garrett, regardless of whether or not Harris Medina had a problem with it. Now that we knew Garrett’s name and his involvement, I doubted it would be hard to track him down.
Really, all I had to do was follow Medina’s men. They would lead me to Garrett. I’d wait for the right moment and take Garrett out from a distance. My sniper skills were probably rusty given my lack of real practice lately, but whatever. I was sure I could make it work.
On an impulse, I’d taken off my necklace and left it on the pillow while Keira lay sleeping. I’d bent to kiss her one last time too.
But when I walked out on that porch, my feet stopped there. Wouldn’t let me go a step further.
She’d told me she loved me. That she’d loved me years ago, and she still loved me now, even after seeing the broken-down parts of me. Not all of them, but enough that she should’ve been running in the other direction.
She’d held her chin up when she told me, pure defiance, fuckingregal. And I was going to slink away in the night? What kind of man was I?
Well, I knew I wasn’t much. But Keira thought I was worth the risk.
If we were really going to try making this work, she had to know everything I’d been hiding.
In the kitchen, Keira was heating a pan of water on the stove and adding spices. “Chai?” I asked.
