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I swallow down a groan as I glance at Knox and find him biting his plump bottom lip to stop himself from laughing. Fucking perfect. When I roll my eyes at his ridiculousness, he only bites down harder on his lip as his shoulders start to shake slightly.
Wilde looks up at Knox and nods in my direction. “You have to tell her too,” he prods.
Knox turns serious instantly. “I’ll always make sure you and your mama know exactly how I feel about you.”
His words are a vow, one I’m not sure I’m ready for. Perhaps being ready is overrated.
How would I even know if I am?
Wilde nods before hugging me and then Knox’s legs again before running off. Since I’m still crouched down, when Knox holds his hand out for me to take, it’s right in my face. What I can’t do is ignore it.
Either I take what he’s offering, all of it, or I don’t.
When my hand slips into his, electricity shoots up my arm and through my body. I jolt at the same time Knox does. Did he feel it too?
From the way his green eyes widen slightly, he did.
“Come on, little storm,” he murmurs after helping me stand, “let me cook for you and we can spend a little time together.”
There’s no room to be afraid as my chest fills with warmth and belonging which is an entirely new sensation. It starts in my chest and spreads throughout my body. Is this what being around him will always be like?
I like it. I’m not sure I want it to end.
CHAPTER 13
KNOX
My woman is nervous. I can feel it. Hell, it’s coming off her in waves, and I hate it.
The last thing I want is for her to be nervous or scared when it comes to me. Still, there’s nothing I can do to alleviate her worries. Not right now.
Haven has taken a huge risk by agreeing to go out with me. Not only that, but I’m taking her to my place. I’m asking a lot of her, and I know it. But, at the same time, there’s no doubt in my mind that I won’t break her trust. I won’t put her in a situation where she can be hurt, emotionally or physically.
I’ll protect her.
All I need is a chance to prove it and she’s giving it to me.
It’s a gift I won’t take lightly.
After saying goodbye to Wilde, Haven allows me to lead her out of the room and to the front door of Safe Home. This is a big step and from the way her hands are shaking, she is very much aware of how much this matters. Even though she’s unsure, she doesn’t stop me, and it makes my heart soar.
“I promise, we’ll keep our date tonight short. If you need to come back here at any time to check on Wilde, we can do that.No questions asked, no guilt, no judgement,” my words are a promise, a vow I will always keep when it comes to her.
She takes me in for a moment, her blue eyes searching my face intently. If she’s looking for any hint that I’m lying, she won’t find it. One thing I’ll never do is lie to her. It’s not worth the fallout; not when she won’t always like my honesty but will be able to trust it.
“You’re serious,” her words are filled with awe, not accusation.
“Of course.” I shrug like it’s no big deal even though we both know it is. “I’ll never lie to you, little storm.”
A small smile tugs at her lip as I open the passenger side door of my truck and try—and fail—not to watch her ass as she climbs in and sits down. The moment I round the front and slide into place behind the wheel, she turns toward me.
“What’s with the nickname?”
I chuckle under my breath, not at all surprised that she’s asked so bluntly. “You are a storm, Haven, and the shelter all in one. You’ve come into my life when I least expected it, but I’m ready to ride out the high winds and the deluge of the rain because of what comes after.”
“What comes after?”
“The calm and the rainbow,” I answer her.
