Page 239 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
Theo eased forward. He looped an arm around my waist, and he slowly swayed me in the peaceful beat that pulsed between us. His deep voice barely broke the silence that hovered in the room. “Can’t believe I get to be the one to spend it with you.”
My brow creased in question. “You don’t have plans with your family?”
“That’s what you are, Piper. My family.” The words were shards that rolled from his throat.
Rough and penetrating.
He lifted my hand and threaded our fingers together, staring at the union for a beat before he turned back to look at me.
“Want to spend it with you, if that’s okay?” he asked.
Emotion wobbled.
Overwhelming and beautiful.
“I would like that. So much.”
“Usually spend Christmas night with them, though. Want you to be there for that, too.”
The reservations I felt since I came to Moonlit Ridge no longer held their influence. Still, the words were soggy. “That sounds wonderful.”
Theo kept swaying me. Holding me tight in the middle of the small, enclosed space. The steady pace of Finn’s breaths echoing against the walls mixed with the thunder of our hearts.
“Can’t stop thinking about what you said earlier…” Theo finally drew out.
I angled my head, not sure what he was referring to.
The hint of a smile tweaked his mouth. “About you liking my room better.”
“Well, it is pretty amazing.”
I’d honestly never stepped foot in a more gorgeous place.
“It’s even more amazing with you in it,” he murmured.
My pulse increased, and I let a little flirtiness wind into my tone. “I wouldn’t mind another visit.”
“I was thinking something a little more permanent.”
Confusion dented my brow. “What do you mean?”
Fervency deepened his features. “You staying in this cabin was only supposed to be temporary, but that’s not what you and I are meant to be. Want you to move in with me. Stay with me forever.”
Surprise jolted out of me on a rasp. “Theo.”
He spun me, and I had to stop a squeal of surprise when he pushed me back onto the bed.
He crawled up to hover over me.
All that forbidding beauty clashed against the blinding light that emanated from within him.
“I mean, with all thewickedthings I plan on doing to you, Finn is going to need his own room.”
It was nothing but an impish growl.
“Is that so?” I tried to play along like I wasn’t completely affected—like joy wasn’t screaming out from the depths of me—but the words were shaky.
“Oh, it is very so,” he grated quietly as he burrowed his face in the side of my neck. “What do you say, Little Liar? Move in with me? After we spend Christmas here with Finn?”
