Page 60 of Inevitable
The tension in my body relaxed…a little.
“I should hope not,” I grumbled before I took a slug of my beer.
“You were really worried about me,” she said softly after she’d swallowed a sip of her wine.
Worried?
Seeing Emma in danger terrified the hell out of me, and there were very few things that scared me after all of the years I’d spent working with the worst that humanity could offer.
“Of course I was worried,” I answered, annoyed. “Why do you think I hauled my ass to Lania?”
She let out a long sigh. “Because you cared what happened to me even though we hadn’t seen each other in years.”
“It didn’t matter how many years had passed,” I muttered. “I think it’s my job to worry about you. I don’t think you do it often enough.”
Emma always seemed concerned about everyoneexceptherself.
Someone needed to pay attention toherneeds, and I’d decided that person needed to be me.
Hell, maybe that was what happened when someone became an only parent to a child, but that shit had to stop.
Strangely, I’d started to enjoy being the one who looked after what Emma needed or wanted.
She laughed and the musical sound made my dick twitch.
“I’m a very mature adult, Colin,” she reminded me teasingly.
“I don’t give a shit,” I rasped. “I want you to be happy and I want you to be safe.”
“I want the same thing for you,” she said as she stroked her fingertips up and down my forearm soothingly.
Something about the feeling of those soft fingers stroking my skin suddenly made me lose it.
I grabbed her wine and my beer, put them on the table, and shoved the table out of my way.
I yanked her lounger close to mine, wrapped my arms around her, and lifted her until she was sprawled across my body in my chair.
She gasped as she suddenly found herself on top of me.
I tightened my arms around her.
Yeah, that wasmuchbetter.
I was convinced that there was no better feeling than having Emma as close to me as we could possibly get with our clothes on.
“Caveman,” she accused without the least bit of annoyance as she snuggled into me.
I smirked as I stroked her silky hair. “That’s not the first time you’ve called me that.”
I had to admit that my feelings toward her had always been a little possessive and primal.
That hadn’t changed for me.
And those instincts were almost impossible for me to ignore.
“I like your sometimes primitive behavior. I think I forgot that I thought it was really hot.”
“It never scared you?” I asked, already knowing that Emma had never been afraid of me.
