Page 15 of Chase's Kind of Trouble
Her confusion shouldn’t be so adorable. But everything about her is. That sly little sexy grin especially rocks me.
I’m…completely obsessed.
Her pretty fingers were lying on my chest while she dreamt. Safe. Where she belongs.
She welcomes my kiss with a matched hunger. She’s perfect for me.
Like peanut butter and jelly. Chocolate and strawberries. Coffee and cold winter mornings. We’re made to be together.
“I think maybe I woke up in another dimension,” she whispers, a dazed, happy expression on her pretty face.
I close my eyes, savoring, capturing that vision. Her in delirious awe. I can’t wait to see the way she looks when I blow her world wide open with everything I plan to do for her.
Physical. Emotional. Everything.
My tone is deep and thick with feeling when I finally speak. “This is a whole new world.”
Silence sets up in my living room like a warm summertime fog drifting off the river, floating across fields of swaying grass.
“You’re some kind of warrior, aren’t you?”
“A former SEAL.”
Finally she relaxes against me… her body any way. But her mind is whirring loudly, more so by the minute.
“I’m not dangerous to you, unless you count what we’ll do together in bed,” I murmur as I feed my fingers into her hair, setting the strands free from the braid. “But I’ll never raise a hand to you, baby. And now, anyone who does something to you…I’m lethal.”
“I saw.” She swallows loudly. “You were going to kill my stepbrother.”
That word hits different, soothing a banked fire inside of my gut.
“He’s never been your boyfriend?”
“No!” Her mouth droops into a frown which she follows with a little eye-roll. “I’ve never had one of those. Knowing how my life usually goes, I avoid men. I’ll probably die an old, lonely virgin.”
Jesus. H.
A virgin.
The rhythm of my heart goes haywire. My cock unfurls even longer, fuller than the state it’s been for hours.
I will be the only one. The sun to her solar system.
This revelation nearly makes my heart explode.
“I’m here now,” I profess. “Your boyfriend.”
She startles. “Wait…let’s talk about what you said in the alley. You were watching me at the restaurant tonight.”
Not a question.
“I was. I have been keeping an eye on your for while. You caught my attention the very first time I saw you months ago.”
This time her inhale is louder and sharper. Worry clouds her gaze.
I breathe for a few seconds, trying to dial down the fire inside of me, but my thermostat seems to be fucked up.
“I wanted you.” I say with emotion balling up in my chest. “Then I saw you were upset tonight and every protective instinct inside of me became super-charged.”
