Page 138 of Stone Temptation

I want you to be mine…

But what did he think?

“What are you thinking?” he wondered.

“That you’ve got your hooks in me,” I answered. “And your booty.”

Not a lie.

He giggled, the sound warming my cockles. “It’s closed for business for the time being.”

“Meaning there’s a possibility for more?”

“Yes.” He shuffled closer, wrapping himself around me, putting his head on my chest. “Your hooks are in me, too. I don’t know what comes next, but I like it. I want it. I want more of this.”

His hair tickled my chin. I lifted my head slightly, taking in the sweat and cinnamon scent of his auburn tresses.

“You love color, don’t you?” he said.

“More than most gargoyles. Why do you ask?”

“Well, you’re…” He took a deep breath. “You’re my color, my fresh lick of paint. You’ve really brought some yellow into my life.”

“Whoa…” Cuteness overload, the butterflies feral.

“Sorry. Did I just… Oh, God. I’m so cheesy. And I think I’m obsessed with yellow.”

“No. It’s great. You’ve no idea how great it feels to hear that.” I was a rocket ready for launch and to explode my colors everywhere. “Happy to be the yellow.”

He giggled. “I meant it.”

“Exciting times ahead, eh?”

“What shall we do next?”

The world was our buffet. At least, it would be once we neutralized the threat.

Bollocks. Why did that have to spoil this moment?

I’m his yellow… Man, I floated in pure bliss. I never wanted out of this bed.

“Just lay here for a bit,” I answered.

“Good idea. This is the most relaxed I’ve felt in ages.”

He kissed my ribcage, sending those butterflies into a frenzy.

I’ll take care of you. I’ll chase all the pain away…

“This bed is so comfortable,” he said.

My turn to laugh. “Right? Best bed ever.”

“Think they’ll let us take it back to the lighthouse?”

“Will it fit?”

“I’ll make it fit.”

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