When I was a kid, my parents would take us to restaurants, and while my idiot brother was still reading the appetizers, I already knew my order—down to the side dish and the dessert.
Still do that now.
I walk into a store, I know in five minutes if they’ve got what I want.
And no woman—not a single one—has ever caught my attention like Sabrina.
She’s it for me.
It’s her or no one.And I refuse to settle for no one.
So yeah, I’m smiling.Like a lunatic.
Because last night she didn’t even try to put back on her nightgown after we made love.
She just curled up beside me and let me hold her.Soft, warm, naked—perfect.
So I just held on—all night.
And that was after I told her to sit on my face—God, that sweet, stunned look she gave me before she actually did it?
Fucking priceless.
And then the way she moved and moaned?
Yeah.That sound is carved into my bones now.
Because my Angel?
She’s made for me.
She doesn’t even know how perfect she is—how her curves drive me insane, how her lips taste like honey and fire, how her body fits mine like it was handcrafted by angels just for me.
And no one else will ever touch her.Ever.
I’m the only man who can bring out that sultry, uninhibited side of her.
The only man she trusts enough to let go with.
She knows it.
Maybe not all the way—not in her head—but her heart knows.
Her soul knows.
Her body sure as hell knows.
And I can’t wait for the rest to catch up.
But I will.I’ve got time.
Forever, if I have to.If she needs it.
Right now, I’m sitting in the truck outside the school, scanning the perimeter, running recon while she starts her day inside.
Kai’s got eyes on her classroom.
I already swept inside.
