“Every single day, Wildcat.” Colten dips until his lips are so close I can almost taste them. “Do you see now? Can you see that you’ve always been mine? Even when I didn’t believe I was worthy of you, you were mine. Every time you thought I was keeping my distance from you, I was never far away. The night the house was broken into, I got there so fast because I was asleep in my car out front. I couldn’t tear myself away from you. My gut told me not to leave you alone, and I’m so fucking glad I trusted it.”
My body trembles at the admission.
I wondered how he got there so quickly and how he was able to stop my attacker from taking it further, and now I have my answer.
Colten’s obsession saved me.
“The day I was at the café…” I trail off.
“I saw the messages as they came through. I knew you were in danger before you even read the messages yourself.”
I stare up into his eyes, drinking him in the same way he is me.
How is it possible to be in love with one stalker while my life is being torn apart by another?
“I need some space?—”
“No.”
“Colten, be reasonable. This is a lot for me to process.”
“Is it though?” he challenges. “I’ve already admitted to being in love with you since we were teenagers. Is this really that much of a stretch?”
He has a point, but there’s only one word that sticks out to me, my heart kicking up a notch at the way it sounds on his lips.
“You love me?” I whisper.
Colten chuckles, brushing his lips over mine before holding my gaze. “Lexi, I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve known what that word meant. I’ve loved you through every season of our lives, and I’ll continue to love you until death and beyond.”
The declaration is everything my lonely heart has always longed for, and I don’t get a chance to catch myself before I wrap my arms around his neck and tug him closer, devouring him the same way he is me.
Colten lifts me with ease, carrying me across the apartment until my back presses against cool glass. The soft crash of the waves below reminds me just how high we are.
Faster than I can blink, he sheds my clothes from my body, sending a shiver across my skin as the bite of cold spreads through me.
He makes quick work of shoving his own sweatpants down his thighs, freeing his hard cock.
He holds me in place with his hips and my legs wrapped tightly around his back as he grinds himself along my wet core.
“You know, Wildcat, I did a tour of that apartment right there.” He points to the building beside ours, the expansivespace lit up as our neighbors watch television. “And you can see straight into this window I have you pressed against,” he murmurs against my skin, dragging his lips and teeth along my heated skin.
A fresh wave of arousal leaks from between my thighs, earning me another rough chuckle. “My girl and her exhibitionist streak.”
“You want them to watch you fucking me, Colt? You want to lay claim on something they’ll never touch?”
The bold words feel foreign on my tongue, and before I can take my next breath, Colten’s cock is buried inside me, tearing a strangled scream from my throat.
Seems I’m not the only one with that streak.
FORTY-SIX
COLTEN
This fucking woman.
Every time I think she can’t get any more perfect for me, I’m promptly reminded of just how wrong I am.
Her tight heat wraps around me so snuggly, a reminder of what I’ve always known.
