Page 68 of Warrior's Walk

“If you dream again, I’ll be here. I’ve got you.”

Don’t ever let me go.

I wakewith a smile on my face because I can feel Riggs’s solid body behind me, his arms still wrapped tight around my waist. The warmth his body creates feels like I’m cocooned in a weighted blanket, cozy and safe. I’ve got to piss something fierce, but I’d rather hold it for hours than move from his embrace.

His body tenses as he comes awake, causing anxiety to spike in my chest. Is he going to give me the whole ‘this-was-a-mistake’ speech? ’Cause if so, I might just kick his ass. I’ve waited months to get where we are now, and I refuse to go backward.

First, his arms disappear, and then he rolls over to his back, sighing heavily as he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

“Morning,” I say, testing the waters.

“What time is it?” he asks.

“Almost eight.”

He tosses back the covers like that’s it, he’s done with me. He’s gonna get dressed and head off to work, leaving me to wonder and worry all day about where we stand.

Fuck no.

Lightning quick, I roll over and pin him beneath me. “I said, good morning.”

He pats my ass. “Come on, get up. We gotta get going.”

“We’re not going anywhere until we get somethin’ straight.”

“Rhett, I really?—”

“Look at me, Riggs.”

“Rhett,” he repeats, sounding exasperated.

“Look. At. Me.”

Riggs looks into my eyes. “What?”

“We’re not doing this.”

“Doing what?”

“This. Where you pretend like last night didn’t happen.”

“Of course it happened,” he sputters.

“Well, then, pretending like it was a mistake.”

He searches my eyes. “What was it then?”

“Nota mistake. It was long overdue. It was absolutely perfect. And it was the first of many more nights together in this bed.”

A slow grin spreads across his kissable lips. “In this bed? I was thinking we could move over to mine. It’s a little bigger.”

Fucker. “Say it. Say it wasn’t a mistake.”

“Which part?” he teases. “The part where you sucked my cock like aHoovervacuum or the part where I rimmed your ass until you forgot your name?”

I match his grin. “All of it.”

“It wasn’t a mistake,” he agrees, popping a quick kiss on my smiling lips. “Anything else you want to discuss before we’re late?”

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