Page 91 of Love Bites

“I know.”

It was the truth, but it made everything more complicated.

“Let’s go see the garage,” I said.

She agreed, and off we went.

Thirty minutes later,we parted ways at the elevator as she headed to her room and I went to mine.

When I asked for a set of keys, the parking attendant hadn’t even hesitated to give me one. It was the middle of the night, and I was the king’s mate, yet no one batted an eye at my request to leave.

I was still surprised that I hadn’t heard from Damian when I got up to our room.

When I saw his phone on the floor next to the bed, the screen lit up, and I understood. I’d lowered the canopy for him before I left, so he hadn’t seen or heard it ringing.

I left it there, lifting the canopy so I could slip into bed with him before I lowered it once again.

His body was deliciously warm beneath mine, and I hesitated for a moment before I made it back to my side of the bed.

Though I settled back down on my pillow just fine, and the cold wasn’t horrible, I couldn’t help but stare at Damian’s peaceful, sleeping face.

My mind kept moving.

Kept returning to that one emotion.

Devotion.

Love.

Whether he realized he felt that for me or not, Damian loved me.

And that was terrifying.

I bit my lip, remembering what my sisters had said about him letting me have control.

Givingme control.

I couldn’t stop myself from remembering a conversation he and I had.

Well, two conversations.

The first night, he’d told me his body was free game. That if I was horny, I was free to use him, and he’d wake up to join me.

And another time, when I wanted to put my mouth on him. He told me then that if I wanted that much power over him, I was going to have to catch him off guard.

He had offered me control over him, to a much larger extent than I’d ever given him power over me.

Minus the part where he made me agree to be his mate, that is.

And really, the fact that I was his blood mate made that part unavoidable. He would never have been able to let me go. Considering that I was a siren, leaving me unmarked would’ve been dangerous for him, too.

He’d made the only reasonable decision he could in his situation.

So, maybe it was time to let my grudge go.

And maybe it was time to take a little more of the power he’d offered me.

With a long breath, I peeled the pillow from between us and set it to the side.

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