Page 9 of Say It's Forever

“You want me to stop?” He sounds so calm now.

"If I asked, would you do that?"

“Yeah.” Garrett says it simply. This man is so strange. But not in a bad way. It's definitely different from what I'm used to. He’s bigger than any male I have ever met. He could probably snapours in half with one hand, but he’s also the sweetest man I’ve ever met. No man has ever treated me the way he has.

“You’d just let me boss you around?”

“You keep letting me kiss you, and I’ll do anything you ask me.”

I can't help but smile, but my smile falters when I remember why I ran off to the bathroom. “You don’t like my kisses,” I remind him.

“You’ve done lost your mind, beautiful. The problem is I like them too fu–” He corrects himself. “Freaking much.” I put my hand over my mouth to smother a laugh. I don’t want him to think I’m laughing at him, but it’s really adorable.

I pop the lock. I don’t get a chance to open the door. Garrett does. He steps into the bathroom. I step back to make room for him. “Don’t lock me out.”

“Sorry.” I shake my head. “It’s your house. That was rude.”

“No, I just don’t like you locking me out from getting to you.” He lifts me up easily, sitting me on the bathroom counter. His hands come down on either side of me.

“I stopped kissing you because I was about to take more than you’re ready for.” He leans in closer. “You were rubbing your pussy against my cock. I was two seconds from tossing you onto the couch and taking something you believe should be saved for marriage.”

I’m not so sure I believe that anymore. Garrett has me thinking oh so differently.

7

GARRETT

Ablush blooms on Snow's cheeks at my dirty words. I’m sure she’s not used to them, but I can’t help myself. Her tongue comes out, swiping across her bottom lip, wetting it. The sight doesn’t help my cock at the moment. My balls ache. Is this what blue balls feel like?

I’ve heard other guys mention it, but I’ve never felt that shit before. It fucking hurts, but fuck me, it is worth it. Her name might be Winter, but my girl tasted like sunshine and warm sugar. I bet her pussy tastes just as good. My mouth waters thinking about burying my face between her creamy thighs.

“I like kissing you.” Her words come out in a whisper.

I more than fucking liked it. It took every bit of my self-control to stop. I may have only gotten a taste, but I’ll take whatever I can get. I was her first kiss. I know it, and I’m going to be her first everything else.The only.I’ll kill this Joseph fucker for even thinking she was his. By the time I’m done with him, he’ll beg me for death.

“So we clear now? You know that I want you. I didn’t kiss you because you asked.” Her brows lift. “Well, I did, but I fucking wanted to since I laid eyes on you,” I admit. “Shit, sorry.” I can’t stop cursing. Old habits, I suppose. I’ve spent way too much time with all men.

"You can curse. I was just curious when you said you'd stop for me." Her eyes are wide with wonder.

It gives me a glimpse of the kind of men she's grown up with. Yeah, I’m going to enjoy getting my hands on those assholes. They'll get a taste of what it feels like when someone bigger comes after you. I hope to strike fear in them the same way I’m sure they’ve done to all the women they’ve come in contact with.

How someone could ever lay their hands on a sweet angel like her, I’ll never understand. Everything inside of me wants to protect and keep her. I decide to keep that little bit of information to myself for now. Snow has been caged for far too long in her life, and now I’m trying to do the same. I want to kick my own ass, but I can’t stop those thoughts.

“Are you hungry or tired?” I need to worry about taking care of her, not my dick. I’ll show my little snow angel what it would be like if she stayed with me. That I would be different from all the other men she’s had in her life. I have to get her to want to stay here.

I don’t know how I’ve come to this place. I’d gone from wanting everyone to fuck off and leave me be to not wanting her out of my sight. When she ran to the bathroom, my heart sank thinking of her taking off on me. She is a runner, after all.

On my last mission, one of the men stepped right into a trick wire. It blew him all to hell. I’d been thrown a good thirty feetfrom the blast. I’d taken a pretty severe blow to the back of my head. The doctors ran a bunch of tests and said I was clear and damn lucky.

I'm not sure that's true with the thoughts that have been invading my mind since I found Snow. The docs might have gotten the cleared part wrong because never in my life have I felt this way or had these kinds of thoughts. But they were right about me being damn lucky. I barely know the girl, but that doesn't stop anything.

“I’m kind of both, but what about my sister?”

“We can’t do anything about that right now with this snowstorm.” No one will be doing anything until it comes to an end.

“Right.” Her shoulders drop, and I hate to see the disappointment in her eyes.

“Hey.” I use my fingers to tilt her chin up so that her eyes are back on me. “That doesn’t mean I’m not going to do anything. I’m going to start putting some feelers out and send for whatever information I can get from people I trust. Get things going, but I also need your help.” She knows that place inside and out. I’ll need to know every single detail.

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