Page 111 of Trustfall

“Will you trust me?”

“Always.”

“And be my partner?”

“In everything.”

“You’ll respect my privacy?”

I think about that one for a second.

“Luke!” she yells.

“I’m thinking, baby. But privacy is a gray area. What if you’re changing out of your scrubs when you get home from work, and I happen to sneak a peek?” I say playfully, moving my mouth to the side of her head and nipping at her ear.

“Fine. You can peek when I’m changing.”

“Oh yeah? And what if I come home on your day off and hear moans coming from the bedroom? What if I stand by the door and watch for a little before I make myself known?”

“I—I guess that’s okay too. How about just don’t go through my damn phone?”

“Deal,” I say, moving down from her ear to her neck and nibbling gently against her beating pulse. “Hey, Em?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I say it now?”

A slow smirk crosses her lips. “Yes.”

“I love you, Emory Caldwell. I love you so fucking much.”

She looks up, eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I love you too, Luke. Since the library. Maybe even longer.”

“Fuck, baby. I need to be inside you.”

She lets out a soft moan and wraps her legs around my waist as I hike her up higher. I walk us over to the door, quickly grabbing my key to unlock it, and shove it open. I’m not sure how I resist bending her over the couch, but I somehow make it to the bedroom, placing her down onto my bed. I rip my jacket off, and she scurries up the bed backward, but I grab her legs and pull her back down.

“Uh uh. There’s no getting away from me now.”

She squeals, but then her face falls, giving way to a look of confusion.

“What is that?” she asks, gesturing to my wrapped arm. Shit, I completely forgot about that.

“Oh, um. I got a new tattoo,” I say honestly.

“Over the scar?”

“Yeah,” I breathe.

“Can I see it?” She has that doe-eyed look she gets sometimes when she really wants something. Usually, it’s an orgasm, but?—

“Yes, but can I show you later? I feel like I’m gonna die if I don’t get inside you right now.”

She snorts. “Now who’s impatient? Maybe I should give you a taste of your own sadistic medicine.”

I narrow my eyes and lunge toward her. “Don’t you fucking dare,” I growl.

“Okay, okay.”

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