“Come to mine,” I say, almost out of breath.He’s about to say no, or maybe ask questions, and I’d rather do anything than let him go before I have to.
All I want is one more night.Before everything goes dark again.Before the light disappears.
“Is it just about having me in your bed?”
There it is, the big question.He keeps so much in, then lets it all out at once.You’re too smart, Doctor, and you know how to play the game.
No, it’s not about my bed or my place.
How can I make you see it’s always been you?
How do I tell you that you’re all I think about?How do I say that if I lose you, I lose myself too?
“No.”
I hope that’s enough, because it’s all I have to give.
“Take me home with you.”
Chapter69
Jamie
“Want a tour?”I ask, suddenly agitated.
I’m just putting off the inevitable, and it makes me feel pathetic.
“Does having me here make you uncomfortable?”He asks.
“Not at all.”
He gives me a condescending look.“You don’t have to pretend, you know?”
“I’m not pretending.”
“If me being in your house is a problem…”
“It’s not.I asked you to come.”
“Okay.”
He steps closer and puts his hands on my shoulders.I flinch at his touch, as if his fingers burn.
“Sorry,” I say immediately, realising he might take it the wrong way.
“Relax, Captain.”His hands slide up to my face.I tense, but this time his touch is bearable, almost comforting.“It’s still you and me.”
It’s just him and me.Only us.Only his voice.The only one I need to listen to.
I move closer and press my lips to his.My hands slide down his shoulders and trace the curve of his back.I’m desperate to feel him close.I want to lose myself, to be carried far away from it all — anywhere, as long as it’s with him.
He presses into me, as if he can read my thoughts, and deepens the kiss.Everything else falls away, taking me with it.
I lead him towards my bedroom, still holding on to him.I don’t want to wait any longer.Right now, his presence and his sweetness are the only things that can quiet everything else.
I sit on the bed, and he settles onto my lap.He doesn’t stop kissing me, touching me, making me feel he is here and has no intention of going anywhere.
He grabs the edge of my T-shirt, and I am forced to pull away from him to slide it over my head.He takes off his shirt as well and goes back to kissing me, his hands trailing down my back while mine tangle in his hair.
