Once Nova heads back to the living room with the popcorn, I grab the remote and switch on the TV. She holds out the bowl to me, but I ignore it and take hold of her arm so I can tug her down beside me.
The moment her butt touches the couch, I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull her closer so she’ll lean against me. “Try to relax.”
“I am relaxed,” the words burst from her.
No, you’re not, beautiful, but it’s something I’ll work on with you.
I press play, and as the movie begins, I grab some popcorn from the bowl. When I bring a kernel to Nova’s mouth, her eyes dart to myface. Her lips part, and getting to feed her makes me grow hard at the speed of light.
Desire ignites in her eyes, but she tries to hide it from me by focusing on the movie.
It’s only a matter of time. You’re already mine. You just need to realize it.
It takes more restraint than I thought I possessed not to take what I want. Instead, I settle for wrapping my arm around Nova’s front and pulling her back until she’s leaning against my chest. I brush my fingers up and down her arm while fighting the urge to kiss my way up her neck.
The memory of kissing Nova fills my mind, and remembering her moans and how she said my name like it was a prayer has me growing even harder.
Jesus, I’m going to die of blue balls at this rate.
I suck in a deep breath and try to watch the movie, but it’s impossible.
Holding Nova and not acting on my desire and feelings becomes the sweetest torture I’ve ever had to endure.
Chapter 27
Nova
Lying in bed, thoughts of the night fill my mind.
I paid no attention toTwilightbecause I was overly aware of Easton.
The way he held me.
His fingers brushing up and down my arm.
His breaths stirring in my hair.
Holy crap. I’ve never felt this hot and bothered before.
Turning onto my other side, my thoughts drift to what Rachel said in the letter.
Deep down, I know I’m safe with Easton and he’ll never hurt me intentionally, but am I willing to take the risk and get romantically involved with him?
God, I’m scared.
What if we date and I somehow ruin things?
What if, down the line, I annoy him the way I annoyed John and Trent?
Staring into the darkness around me, my teeth tug at my bottom lip.
What if ... my failed relationships weren’t my fault?
What if Easton is the man I should be with, and we actually make things work?
My heartbeat speeds up at the thought.
What if we get married, and we’re able to create a stable family life for Lainey?
