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Five minutes into their journey he remained soundless, and Paige couldn’t figure what had gone wrong. Maybe he hadn’t enjoyed their date as much as she had.
“Thank you for dinner, Reaper.”
He grunted. His hand was on her thigh again so she reasoned he couldn’t have had such a bad time. “Did I do something wrong?” She asked and was caught in his stare before he turned back to the road. “Never,” his reply didn’t do much to reassure her.
“It’s just, you turned quiet really quickly. And not the kind of quiet I’m used to from you. This is a new quiet that makes me think you didn’t enjoy our date as much as I’d hoped.”
Suddenly the truck was pulled onto the side of the road and Reaper turned to face her. “I haven’t enjoyed anything this much in a long time, Paige.” His roughened words resonated honesty and his hand brushed aside some of her hair and when his fingers caught the side of her face she shivered at the contact as he gently redirected her gaze to his. It was such a simple thing to say but when was the last time someone had said something so lovely and genuine to her? She didn’t know.
She’d always been an afterthought with her family, someone annoying in their background of self-indulgence.
He restarted the engine, pulled back onto the road and for the rest of the way home his hand palmed her thigh tightly, that wicked thumb brushing up and down and oh, Paige wished he’d just keep going up because she might be full of bread in her belly, but other parts of her were aching… and starved.
CHAPTER TWENTY
“Date and a sleepover.” Paige
There’s generally three kinds of guys who take a woman to his home on the first date.
He’s either looking to get a fast lay.
He has feelings for her.
Or he wants everything.
Reaper fell firmly into the latter category as he held Paige’s hand and unlocked the door to his condo and let her enter first. He didn’t even flip on a light switch before his hips guided her into the wall and he lowered his head, catching the sweet scent of the two desserts she’d eaten on her breath.
God, this girl drove him crazy with emotions.
Emotions he couldn’t voice yet, if ever. Not how he wanted to. He kept so much locked inside it was almost like he had to mentally rehearse the things he said before he said them.
He grabbed her hand and fastened it behind her back. His chest knocked up against hers, and he saw so much in her eyes that could break him in two.
She was so damn beautiful.
A lock had broken on Reaper and there was just this overflow of want and love pouring out, threatening to drown him.
“Something you want, Reaper?” Her voice punched through him. There was never an instant where it didn’t. Slightly husky, all sweet.
“I don’t want to take you to your apartment tonight.” The words dragged out of him almost against his will. It was the raw truth. The absolute rawest. It wasn’t home. Her home was with him.Here. Wherever they were together, that was home.
She smiled up at him. His gut clenched and released a storm of heat that gathered to make his cock hard as a slab of concrete. “Then we won’t go. Can I take your jacket off before you pin me to walls, you think?”
Fuck. He was like an animal with no control. He grumbled and stepped back, let her hand go and helped her out of the jacket he tossed on a hook.
“What can I get you to drink?”
“Nothing, thank you. I’m good with getting back to what you were doing.” She smoothed down her skirt and gave him that smile again, and the minxy thing even put herself on the wall this time.
Reaper nearly fucking bulldozed her into the damn wall in his haste to press his body up against hers. Every nerve ending and muscle relaxed the instant they connected, and he rested their foreheads together.
Paige lifted both hands and stroked them up and down his chest.
Killing him.
“I want—” He started.
Paige interrupted. “Okay.” Her readinesskilled him. The groan to come out of him was unrehearsed, moving his nose to her neck for a deep inhale before giving her his eyes again. Both of his hands up above her head on the wall to keep from touching her just yet until he had some semblance of control back again and the only part of him touching her was his hips, he leaned in a little further and caught her throat hum.
