Page 56 of Silver Fake

"By what?" she asks.

"By you."

I see her chest move as she sucks in a sharp breath. Then she takes her bottom lip between her teeth, and that's it.

I'm out of my chair and make my way around the table to her. With a hand on the back of her chair, I lean down, my breath hitching as she turns towards me in her seat, looking up at me. I take her cheek in my hand and lean down closer.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you? I can barely think when I'm around you. You're all I see."

Before I can make a move, she pulls my face down to hers and kisses me hard.

Her sweet tongue traces the line of my mouth, and I growl against her lips. Then I grab her thighs and lift her out of her chair, wrapping her legs around my waist.

She answers by tightening her legs around me, wrapping her arms around my neck, holding me tight, and kissing me hard.

"I need you, now."

I carry her to my bedroom and shove the door open. As soon as I step inside, my phone rings. Lisa pulls back, breaking our kiss, and I groan.

"Do you need to answer that?" her voice is breathy and so sexy. It only makes me want her more. I don't give a damn who's on the phone. They will have to wait.

I grab it from my pocket to silence it and see Wyatt's name on the screen, but I click the side button, shutting it off, and toss it onto the bedside table. "It's not important right now," I tell her.

She smiles and pulls me back close, kissing me like she's rewarding me for not answering my phone.

I may never answer it again.

I put her down on her feet beside the bed, take her face between my hands, and take a moment to just look at her. The corner of her mouth tilts in a grin, and her eyes roam over my face before meeting mine again.

"What is it?" she asks.

I touch the corner of her mouth with my thumb, wishing there was some way I could capture her smile and keep it with me.

"I was just thinking how lucky I am that you're here with me."

I want to say so much more. To tell her I never want her to leave. That she makes my life better, and even though I don't deserve her, I want her to be mine. Really mine. Not just this undefined relationship where we are tiptoeing around the meaning of what we're doing together.

I don't say any of that, though.

Instead, I just kiss her, moving my lips against hers, slow and sweet. Letting the feel of her mouth against mine fill me until I'm sure my chest will explode.

Then I pull back, looking into her eyes.

Lisa opens her mouth like she wants to say something, but nothing comes out. She just stares up at me with a mixture of heat and wonder in her eyes.

A part of me wants to know what she's feeling right now. But if I'm being honest, another part of me is afraid. There are still so many things in my life that I need to let go of. And right now, I just want to forget about all of it and drown in her.

Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, I start pulling it up, and she lifts her arms, helping me get it off. Then she unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor.

We're both breathing hard as I pull down her panties. I stand back up slowly, trailing soft kisses over her thighs and torso, then I cup her breasts and take one nipple in my mouth, circling it with my tongue before moving to the next.

Lisa pushes her fingers into my hair, cradling my head, and keeps her eyes on me as I make my way up, inch by inch.

I kiss her collarbone, then her neck, and trail the tip of my tongue up to her jawline just by her ear.

"I need to be inside you, sweetheart," I say in her ear.

"Mmm," she moans, turning her face to kiss me. Then she puts her hands on my chest, starts unbuttoning my shirt, and slowly pushes it off my shoulders.

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