Page 82 of Menace in Vegas

“I’m falling for you, Allie. I’ve been falling for you since day one. Nothing you say or do will change that.”

She stares at me, not breathing.

More silence.

Then, in the softest voice I’ve heard her use, she says, “I want more.”

I blink. “You want more?”

She smiles. “Yeah.”

“More of us?”

She nods again.

I smile, my breath coming out in a rush, before I grab her.

Then I kiss her, hard and desperate, full of everything I can’t say yet.

And when I finally pull back, I see it. She’s raw. Open. Ready.

I nuzzle her jaw. “And?”

She rolls her eyes, lips twitching. “And what?”

“Say it.”

She gasps when I suck on her neck, teasing her.

Then she whispers, her voice unsteady but sure "I’m yours, Connor."

Fuck, yes.

And I didn’t even have to kidnap her to make it happen.

I can’t wait to tell Ford.

I hum my approval. “Good girl.”

She shivers, grinding against me.

I kiss her again, slow and deep.

I’ve never felt more content in my life.

The words are out there now. She can’t take them back.

And I won’t let her.

She’s mine.

Forever.

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CONNOR

The sun is setting as we get closer to Vegas.

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