I’m weak, unable to resist them.
“How could you possibly ask that of me when you look so sinful?”
I scoff at him because he’s crazy. I literally just rolled out of bed.
“You're ridiculous.” It doesn’t come out with nearly enough attitude, but whatever, I’m just happy I’m still speaking at this point as his teeth graze my neck and his hand grips my hip, pulling me back against his very obvious hard length.
“You’re just lucky the weather is on your side this morning, but tonight you're mine, dear.”
This time, I can’t stop the shiver that runs down my spine, and I feel his chuckle against my skin.
It takes me a second to really process what he just said.
“What do you mean, the weather is on my side?” I peel my eyes open and see the snow still falling in big, fat flakes.
With a grumble that sounds a lot like annoyance, he pulls himself away, pressing a kiss to my cheek, but doesn’t let me go.
“The first snow of the season,” he says, as if it’s supposed to mean something, but it doesn’t.
Oh! I wonder if he means Addy?
I turn to look up at him over my shoulder and find his gaze already on me. A smile turns his lips, and my breath catches.
I’ll never get used to the way he looks at me, the way his smile makes me feel.
With his hand still on my hip, he turns me to face him, his lips finding mine as if they are two halves of a magnet pulling toward each other constantly.
He tastes like the whiskey he had last night and smells like home, and I swear I was never this needy before, but something about these men leaves me wet and wanting more often than not.
With a loud groan, he pulls back, wrapping me up in his arms and holding me. I hear the way his heart races and can’t help but feel smug knowing I do that to him.
This man, who is so powerful and perfect, wants me; chose me.
I’ll never understand why, but I’ll be forever grateful.
“Tonight, Kat,” he says, his voice sounding strained. “My room, no excuses.”
“Yes, sir.” The words are out of my mouth before I can think better of them, not that I would change them. After all, I know how much Nathan likes that word.
He growls, his arm tightening around me and making me giggle.
“You’re playing with fire, my dear.”
I look up through my lashes at him and watch his eyes narrow. I know he’s telling the truth, but I just can’t help myself.
“Good thing it’s cold out.” I push up on my tiptoes and press a kiss to his jaw, which is as far as I can reach.
With a sigh, he takes a step back, leaving me on my own. Though his eyes look like he’s seriously regretting it, he holds out his arm toward the door.
“After you.”
Huh, whatever it is must be important. Maybe something at work?
Either way, I behave and don’t push despite the way I want to, tonight for sure. I move out of the room and head to Addy’s, excited to show her the snow.
“Addy! It’s snowingggggg!” I sing as I make it into her room and pull the curtains open.
I’ve never seen her wake so easily or move so fast. In the blink of an eye, she’s out of the bed and at my side, her face pressed to the glass with a smile so wide the Joker would be jealous.
