Page 109 of Swan

“Yeah, I did. Glad you like it.”

Why did you get it done?

When did you get it done?

My hand shook as I reached out to hold his. He brought it up to his lips and kissed each of my fingers.

I love this man. I really do.

He’d always been a spotlight in my life, warming me with his words, kindness, and attention. Now, he was so much more, and I was having trouble holding back from telling him exactly what he meant to me.

You loved Lockland, too, and look where that got you.

I clenched my jaw and refused to listen to that voice inside me. Not when I was where I wanted to be.

“How is it possible that this doesn’t feel strange?” I asked.

His teeth grazed over my knuckle before he licked there. My pussy clenched, and he smirked. The man knew I was a goner for him.

“Are you talkin’ about it not bein’ strange that I’m in your bed or that we’re datin’?”

Dating.

We were a couple.

A couple.

Drake was mine, and I was his. He would kiss me, hug me, and make love to me. My whole body warmed.

He groaned and pulled our joined hands up to press against his face. “Birdy, don’t look at me like that.”

“L-Like what?”

“Like you need me to devour you.”

Would he? Maybe if I begged.

But I couldn’t.

Not here.

“Sorry,” I said, blushing.

He chuckled and let go of my hand to rest on his elbow and hover over me. “Never apologise for that. I love the way you look at me.” He traced a finger from my temple down to my chin. “Somethin’ shifted in your gaze tonight, and I’m finally seein’, in these stunning dark eyes, the interest you have for me.” He dipped and pressed a kiss to the corner of my lips. “Lookin’ forward to seein’ it more, my little birdy.” He placed another kiss to the other corner of my lips, leaving me in a puddle of goo.

I cleared my throat, eyes glued to his lips and the slight stubble surrounding them.

“Birdy?”

“Hmm?”

He chuckled low. It sent a pleasant tingle through me.

“Fuck, Birdy.” He bent and kissed me. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue slipped out to tangle with mine in a slow, teasing, and hot kiss.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I moved into him, rolling to curl a leg over his. I wanted this man. Needed him.

He was mine.

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