“Sunshine, if you knew who…”
“I don’t care!” I snap. His eyes widen as I speak. “Myles, I don’t know what it is or why…I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I know you feel it too!”
His eyes close as he takes a slow, deep breath. I can feel his body tensing below me. My fingers press into his chest as I prepare for the inevitable rejection, but it never comes.
Instead, he rolls us so that I’m beneath him. He kneels between my thighs. His hands run from my thighs, up my sides and arms before he grabs my wrists and places my hands above my head.
“I don’t want to hurt you. You’ve been through so much, Mina.”
“You won’t hurt me.” I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer, and he smirks.
“I could…” He takes another deep breath, and I can feel the tension leaving his body. “You’re right, though...”
“About what?”
“I feel the same way about you. From the moment I saw your eyes at the club, I felt it.” He smiles as he looks down at me.
“Then stop fighting it!” I beg, causing him to smirk.
“I…Shit!” he sits up straighter, glancing around the room.
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m clean. We’re tested every three months. And I have an implant.”
“Me too. Well, the clean thing,” he says with an awkward laugh. The laugh lines at the corners of his eyes are barely there, as if this man hasn’t laughed or smiled in years.
I reach between us and wrap my hand around his cock. He groans as he thrusts into my hand.
“Promise me you’ll tell me if things go too fast or you want to stop,” he says, pulling slightly away.
“I will.”
“Promise me, Mina.”
“I promise.”
“Good girl. Now, lie back and let me take care of you. Let me help you forget.”
CHAPTER 16
Myles
When she said with such certainty that I felt the same way about her, I couldn’t lie. It was written all over my face. It’s true. And hearing her say it made the pain and guilt that much heavier on my soul.
I haven’t felt happiness in twenty years. Any woman I’ve been with was just a distraction. I didn’t see anything further than sex with them. They were always aware. I didn’t see a life. Not like when I look at her. I can see my life with her in it every fucking day. And it’s killing me.
“You need to tell her.”
The sound of my inner voice hisses, but I shake my head and push away the thoughts.
I know it’s selfish, but I’ve never wanted someone more in my life. Why is it so horrible to just let myself have this one night…Letushave this night?
“He was your best friend.”
I ignore my inner voice scolding me as I kiss down her body.
