“No?You sure about that?”
She was.One hundred percent.
She should get out of the bed.Now.She started to roll to the side.
But his arm curled around her.“Stay,” he rasped.
Her head turned back toward him.Her eyes opened.Staying felt like a bad decision.Staying felt intimate.
“Why did you trust me enough for that?”Lane asked her.
“For sex?”
He watched her too carefully.Watched and waited.
Fine.The man would get one answer, and then she was sleeping.“You always this chattyaftersex, too?”
His lips quirked for just a moment.A hint of a beautiful smile.“No.Just with you.”
She stretched.Oh, but she would be sore tomorrow.“Because I’m special.”
“Yes.”
She sent him a small smile in return.“You let Thomas Bass get the drop on you.”
He blinked.His thick hair seemed even darker against the white pillow.“And that…what?Made you want to have sweaty sex with me as soon as we were alone?”
If she hadn’t been so sleepy, she would have laughed.Instead, she snuggled close to him.He was just so wonderfully warm.“You could have waited.Picked a different time so that you weren’t the one who got knocked out.”
“If I’dwaited,Thomas would have tased the girl in the cheerleader outfit.”
“Right.He would have.But he would have been distracted by carrying her and dumping her in the trunk of his car.You could have gotten him, no problem.”
He kept watching her.
“You didn’t want her to be hurt.Not even for a few minutes.So you let yourself be hurt.”Her hand rose and pressed to his cheek.“I get that you aren’t the same man you were before cell doors swung shut on you.But you are also not some horrible villain, either.No matter what dark thoughts you might have rolling around in that gorgeous head of yours.Villains don’t take pain meant for other people.They don’t sacrifice for victims.”
“You’re saying…” Slow.Thoughtful.“You just had sex with me because I let my ass get tased and tied up?”
Soft laughter.Sleepy laughter.“I had sex with you because I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.When you touch me, heat seems to pour through my veins.I had to see if the sex would be all that I thought it could be with you.”
“And…was it?”
She’d already told him, hadn’t she?“Best orgasm.”
Now, time to get out of his bed.Go back to her room.
But his grip tightened when she started to roll away once more.
“Stay,” he whispered.
And she was too tired to argue.Too comfortable, too.Her breath sighed out.
“You were the best for me, too,” he rasped.“It was all I thought it would be…and a hell of a lot more.”His fingers curled around her hip.“Now what the fuck am I supposed to do about that?What the fuck am I supposed to do with you?”
Luckily, she was too tired to voice the thought that flew through her head.
Anything you want.