“Just don’t run,” he murmurs.
I nod.
“I won’t.”
He kisses me.
Not hungry. Not rushed.
Soft. Deep. Certain.
The kind of kiss that promises something real.
When he pulls back, he rests his forehead on mine.
“We’re doing this,” he says quietly.
I whisper:
“Yes.”
CHAPTER 46
Jaxon
Something loosens in my chest.
Finally.
Finally, she’s not running. Finally, she’s not afraid of me. Finally, she’s telling me the truth instead of hiding behind fear.
I cup her jaw, marveling at how soft she feels under my hands.
“You have no idea how much I wanted to hear that,” I murmur.
Her eyes soften. Her breath trembles.
“I’m yours,” she whispers.
Oh god.
Something deep and dangerous stirs in me.
But I keep it calm. Gentle. Safe.
For her.
“We’ll take this slow,” I promise. “No pressure. No confusion. No secrets.”
She swallows. “No secrets?”
“No secrets,” I echo. “Not from you.”
She nods.
And I know, this is it.
The moment everything changes.
