I rolled off her, looking at her relaxed face. “You knew I was in your apartment?”
Resting on a forearm, she looked at me with an unreadable expression. “I knew from the first time you broke in.”
All this time I’d thought she’d been asleep. Why had she never said anything? Or called the cops? The last thing I wanted was to terrify her. How was she still with me? She should have run away screaming the first time I kissed her.
“And you weren’t scared?” I hated asking the question. But I needed to know, even if it would kill me if she said yes.
Placing a kiss to my chest, she shook her head. “Never.” She draped half her body on me, holding me tight. “I used to wait every night for you to show up. The only time I’d get a good night’s rest was after your visits.”
Speechless, I held her close. I didn’t deserve her trust. Because I was about to betray her in the worst way.
My throat tightened, and the need for fresh air became overwhelming. Kissing her head, I ran my hand down her arm. “I’m going to go clean up.”
Rolling over, she curled into a ball, her back exposed, making me want to trail my fingers down the soft curve of her spine, followed by my mouth.
There wasn’t anything about her that I didn’t find sexy. Ending us would break me. Right after I broke her.
Pushing thoughts of the future aside, I cleaned up, then opened the balcony door and stepped outside, unconcerned about my nudity. The house was secluded. The sensors would go off and send an alarm to my phone if anyone was too close.
When my balls had sufficiently shriveled up and my dick had finally calmed down thanks to the cold air, I went back inside. Quinn was breathing deeply, one of her hands clenched tightly in front of her chest.
Closing the balcony doors, I pulled on pants and went downstairs to get our bags, then put away the groceries I’d brought with me. Once the desire to get back to Quinn became too strong to ignore any longer, I joined her in bed.
I wound myself as close around her as I could get, our hands intertwined, hers holding on tight in her sleep, her body relaxed against mine.
I only had a small amount of time left with her. And despite the guilt trying to drag me under, I’d relish every second we spent together.
Sleep didn’t come that night. Instead, my mind was going in circles, insisting there was a way out of my marriage contract. But there simply wasn’t. I had a duty to my family, and Quinn deserved better than to become a mistress.
We were stuck, and soon she would find out how much of a ruthless bastard I really was.
15
QUINN
Wakingup next to Liam was surreal. I’d never felt safer than when I was cocooned in his warmth. I wanted to stay like this forever and forget the rest of the world even existed.
His head was resting on my stomach, his arms around my body, holding me close. He pushed himself up, tracing a line up my chest with his fingertip, circling each of my nipples until they stood to attention.
He ran his lips over my stomach. “Good morning,astéri mou.”
Sleepy Liam was irresistible. His raspy voice and stubbled jaw against my stomach when he talked caused goose bumps to break out on my body.
“You hungry?” he asked. “We missed dinner last night.”
As I ran my hand through the soft strands of his hair, the realization hit me that I would give up everything for this man. Ignoring the tightness in my chest, I smiled at him. “I could eat.”
Liam pressed a kiss to my lips. “I brought food with me. It’s in the fridge.”
He kissed me again, and I sank into the mattress. “Maybe we can eat a little later. There’s no rush.”
He smirked at me and pressed his lips to mine again in a soft caress. This time his tongue traced the seam of my lips, demanding entry. Which I only too eagerly gave.
His kisses were slow and soft, his usual urgency gone. Every time he touched me, I felt cherished, each caress a whisper against my skin. This wasn’t a simple hookup anymore. The thought took hold of my heart, squeezing tight.
It made me believe we had a future together, that he wanted us to happen as much as I did.
My whole body was flushed in pleasure at Liam’s attention, my muscles relaxed. I gave myself over to the sensations his every touch and kiss coaxed from me.
