Page 55 of Desperate Actions

My body is deliciously sore as I blink myself awake.

Sun streams in from the windows and the scents of coffee and fresh pastries fill the air. I hear the shower running. And I suck in a deep, contented breath, not realizing the water has stopped.

I grin to myself. I should feel panic, but I don’t.

I just feel—good.

The mattress dips and I turn to find Sammy sitting quietly beside me. His beautiful mouth opens, and he reaches for me while he says, “Good morning, Pixie.”

Then, he leans down and kisses me and just like that my heart stutters and I swoon.

I'm not gonna lie. Being in his arms is like heaven.

“Good morning,” I reply once he lifts his head.

He isn’t smiling, but there’s something different about the way he is looking at me.

I can’t put a name to it yet, and it annoys me. But I feel the shift in our relationship. And I wonder how long it will last.

“Coffee? I had them send up a continental breakfast.”

“Yeah. That would be great. I just have to use the bathroom first,” I whisper and bite my bottom lip.

I wait for him to turn his head to give me some privacy. But he doesn’t.

His hazel eyes glitter mischievously, and I know he isn’t going to look away. So, I force myself to remain calm as I slide from the bed and walk butt ass naked to the bathroom.

Okay—so I sort of run.

And he chuckles, obviously amused by my shenanigans.

It’s silly, I know.

The man has seen, touched, kissed, and basically fucked every inch of my body. Last night happened.

Andwith him,of all people.

I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it finally happened.

And God help me—it was perfect.

As thorough and intense an introduction into the world of physical delights as any girl could ever hope for.

Sammy Ramirez, the only man I’ve ever wanted. The only one I ever dreamed about made me his in every way, shape, and form.

That I’ve been secretly in love with him for years is neither here nor there.

It doesn’t change anything.

Our families are close. I’ve known him forever.

But notthatclose.

I’m not into that Flowers in the Attic type stuff. So no, we didn’t cross that type of line.

Still.

I know this is going to cause rifts.

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