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I don’t care.
For right now, I hold on to the thick muscles of his arms as I start to build again. My mind fills with all the things that have happened in just a few days, and I wonder if I’m not completely insane. Cooper is everything I want and nothing I should have.
And the truth is that I’m falling in love with him.
If I’m honest with myself, I have been for a long time.
When the reality hits me, my eyes meet his, and I fall apart. Tears fall from my lashes as my orgasm rockets through me.
Cooper’s lips are on mine, swallowing my cries of pleasure as he follows me over the edge.
Chapter Seven
Cooper
What the hell am I doing?
I shouldn’t be here.
I should be in Dallas, but I couldn’t stay away from her. It was bad enough trying to keep Emily Young from my mind before, but now I’m screwed. I’ll never be able to walk away in one piece.
I pull Emily into the crook of my arm and run my fingers against her skin. She shifts onto her side and looks up at me.
“Coop?” Her sweet, soft voice breaks the silence.
My eyes meet hers and I raise my brow.
“Are we crazy?”
I laugh. “Probably.”
“What do we do now?” Emily questions.
I want to tell her to pack her shit and come home with me, which is ridiculous. I would never tell her to give up her career, her dreams, but it’s what I want. I want to take her home and keep her with me. I want to wake up every day beside her.
She’s perfect.
Instead, I tell her the only choice we have. “We make it work. We talk, and I’ll find a way to you when I can.”
Her eyes soften, and the sweet smile I love forms on her perfect lips. “I like that answer.”
“I like you.”
Her smile grows. “I like you. A lot.”
“Yeah?” I ask with a hint of curiosity. “How much?”
“A lot more than I want to.”
“Why is that?”
Her shoulder lifts and falls a little. “I think you’re goin’ to be a lot more trouble than you look.”
I chuckle and tickle her side. “Trouble, huh?”
Emily’s laughter fills the tiny room, and she squirms beneath me. This right here is everything I wanted. It feels like a lifetime of waiting, all leading me to this woman in my arms. I pull her close because a piece of me is worried this will evaporate like mist.
More than likely it will.
