Page 127 of Sold to Her Enemy

“I know, baby. I’m here, and we’re going to be alright,” he drops my hand, and caresses my cheek.

“How? Our whole lives were a lie,” my voice wobbles.

“But what we have between us is not a lie. I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner.”

I sniffle, nuzzling my head against his chest. “I wasn’t ready.”

“I’m ready now. I’m here now and the next move is yours. Can you forgive me?”

My heart is beating so fast. His dark eyes stare into mine and all the memories of us flutter through my mind.

It has always been Adrian for me.

“Yes.”

His chest feels so strong under my palm. I lay my head on it and he wraps his arm around me. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Don’t you have a company to run?”

“Not right now. My only job right now is to take care of you.” His lips skim my neck, tracing my jawbone to behind my ear.

He crashes his lips against mine, his hands roaming over my body. The kiss is so hard it makes me dizzy. His tongue twirls with mine so roughly that I feel every ounce of possession he has for me.

“I’m never leaving you again, hellion. Wherever you are, I’m going to be right there.”

“Even if my hands are up a horse’s–” He slants his lips over mine, stopping my words.

I giggle and push him back.

“Even then, Mckenna, you are going to become a vet, and I’m going to be a stay-at-home husband.”

“You are?” I trace his lips with my finger.

“Yes. It’s time for me to get my head out of my ass or my predetermined life’s ass and find out what I want instead of chasing the dreams of other people. Dreams that they didn’t care enough to protect in the end.”

“I get they’re allowed to change their minds, but they could have done it in a better way that wouldn’t have caused so much pain.”

“I can’t forgive them for the hurt they’ve caused you. I don’t know if I will ever speak to my family again, Mckenna. They all played a part in keeping me from you.”

I squeeze his biceps. “Adrian, I don’t want to be the reason you stay away from your family.”

“You’re not. They are.” He kisses me long and slow, and I’m lost in his taste, in the feel of his body pressed against me.

His hand slides to my nape, and it feels so good, like that’s exactly where his hand belongs. My hand roams over his back, grabbing him, needing him closer. As he deepens the kiss, my nerves buzz with anticipation.

I never want to be away from this man again.

We spent too much time apart.

First by his meddling sister and by the decisions our parents made.

We deserve this.

We deserve each other.

He breaks the kiss, leans his forehead against mine.

“Tell me what you want, hellion.”

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