Page 60 of Luke's Revenge (Walker Security - Lucifer's Trilogy 3)

Chapter Forty

Ana

I walk inside the apartment to find a massive room with windows, luxurious wood finishes, bookshelves filled with hundreds of books, a stunning kitchen island and so much more. It’s warm and welcoming, and expensive. I turn to face Luke as he shuts the door and locks it. When he rotates to face me as well, the heat between us punches like fire, no ice in sight.

He catches my hand again, and walks into me, his hand on my hip. “I hated every moment I was here without you, Ana.”

“I hate the idea of you here without me,” I reply, and every part of me is alive in ways I was never alive when we were apart. “I don’t want to know what that feels like again.”

His hand slides over my hair and his mouth lowers to mine. “Marry me, Ana.”

I laugh a throaty laugh. “You have already asked that. I already said yes.”

“Say yes again, right here, right now.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Over and over, yes,” I add, repeating the words I’d used in the elevator.

His lips brush my lips and then he leans in and kisses my neck before he murmurs, “Again.”

My teeth scrape my bottom lip. “Yes.”

He scoops me up, lifts me, and my arms wrap around his neck as he starts walking. I bury my face in his neck and just inhale him, and it’s still not enough. I just can’t even believe we’re together again, and I haven’t even had the time to process the reality of it. I hold onto him, and I vow never to let go again.

At the top of the stairs, Luke enters a room and flips on the light. It’s really only then that I process the fact that it’s dark outside. I don’t even know if I’d know the day of the week if I didn’t stop and think.

Luke sets me down at the foot of a massive king-sized bed with pillars and a heavy wood construct. He doesn’t undress me though. And I don’t undress him. We undress together, and then end up there at the end of that bed, naked and staring at each other, a world of emotions and history between us.

When we come together, every touch is tender and yet a blast of lightning, igniting my body, and my heart. We go down on the mattress, and there is no rush. There is no divide. There are no boundaries. We touch each other. We kiss each other. We savor every moment, as if it might be...the last.

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