Page 117 of Silence in the Snow


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He tilts his head slightly toward me. “Absolutely.”

“Thanks, my friend.” I turn to leave, but he stops me with an offer.

“Do you want to look at any of my new pieces?”

I arch a brow and take a glance at the nearest display case. “You twisted my arm.”

After a bitof impromptu shopping and lots of traffic, I arrive back at RHL. I wander into Hunter’s office and find it empty. Hunter and Savannah must’ve already left for today. Turning around, I make my way to Luke’s office and collapse on his couch. He’s sitting at his desk, typing away.

“Back from the jeweler?” he questions without looking up.

I sigh, kicking my feet up on the coffee table. “Yeah, he wasn’t able to give me a description.”

“Dammit.”

I place my hands behind my head and lean back. “We’re setting up security cameras. That way we can at least get a picture of the guy if he goes back, but it’s a big if.”

“Worth a try, though,” Luke encourages.

I sink into the comfort of the couch, trying to relax my mind. Luke drops down on the couch, jostling me, and he mimics my position.

His close proximity scrambles my brain, and I’m no longer able to quiet my thoughts.

Gathering my courage, I sit up. “I need to tell you something.”

Luke opens one eye. “That’s never a good way to start a conversation.”

“I didn’t know how else to open it.” I shrug.

“Hit me.” Luke sits up and angles his body toward me.

“I like where this is going,” I start, waving a hand between us.

Luke grabs my hand. “Me too.”

“I know things are moving pretty fast with Savannah.” I continue.

Luke nods. “For both of us.”

“But I think it’s best if we go at our own pace,” I wince, closing my eyes, anticipating a negative response.

Luke pulls my hand to his chest, getting me to open my eyes. “I agree.”

“I’m falling in love with you, Luke.”

“I’m falling in love with you, too, Rory.” Luke’s hands land on either side of my neck, urging me forward.

Our lips meet in an easy kiss that quickly gets hot. I nip at his lower lip, and my hands grip his shirt.

Luke moans, and he crawls closer, forcing me onto my back. Our bodies align, and I can feel his hardening cock rub against my own. I move my hips and groan.

Luke drops one of his hands to the top of my pants and arches a brow in question. I nod, and Luke swiftly undoes the fastenings on my pants and his own.

I shove my waistband down, and he does the same. I shift my hips, grazing my length against his. The light caress sends a jolt of pleasure to my balls.

“Fuck,” I grunt, and precum leaks from my tip.

Luke dips his head and licks the bead from the crown of my cock.