Page 178 of Beautiful Liar

“Okay.”

“Okay?” I repeat incredulously.

He grabs me by the waist and pulls me beneath him. The breath is knocked out of me and when I take a deep breath, his gaze drops to my boobs. Then with monumental effort he drags it back up. “Okay.”

He stares at me for a long while. “I love you. Fuck, I never thought I’d say those words. To anyone again besides Mama.”

Tears fill my eyes. He brushes them away and drops a light kiss on my nose.

“Let’s talk about us some more. I still have a lot of making up to do.”

“Okay. I think you should know, I’m not accepting that five million.”

He grimaces and rises off the bed. He paces agitatedly for a minute before he stares at me. “I really want you to take it, Elyse.”

“Why?”

“I can’t take back some of the things I did. But this would help. Give it to Petra, or give it to your favorite charity if you want. But take it.”

“If it means that much to you—”

“It does.”

“Then okay, it goes to Petra. What next?”

He eyes me from head to toe. “I’m obsessed with you. Have I told you that?”

“Not in so many words.” I recall my images on his TV screen. “But I have a fair idea.” I smile.

He smiles back. My insides melt. “I intend to fuel that obsession. Night and day for a very long time. Do you have any objections to maybe considering making this thing between us permanent? Maybe after I get a proper therapist to sort out my…” he indicates his head.

My smile widens until I’m scared my face will burst. “Hmm, definitely maybe.”

He exhales. “Okay, do you have any more objections I need to deal with?”

“Not an objection. More like a condition.”

“Which is?”

“Am I allowed to be equally as obsessed with you?”

His smile widens by a mile. “Fuck yes.”

I laugh. My gaze tracks over his hard, beautiful body. “Quinn?”

“Hmm?”

I sit up, tug my T-shirt over my head and lie back against the pillows. “I love you.”

His breath explodes out of him, but his eyes don’t stay on mine for long. They drop to my breasts and I almost see him salivate. “I love you, too,” he croaks.

“Quinn?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you going to stay all the way over there all day?”

A ragged groan erupts from his throat as his wild eyes light brush fires all over my body.

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