Page 104 of Heir

“At nine.”

“At the museum, right?”

She nodded, seeming almost sad at the reminder of going back to reality. Fuck, but I knew exactly how she was feeling.

“We still have time to get ready and eat breakfast.” I hesitated before I continued. “I’ll drop you off and pick you up. We’ll go back to Blue’s, and you can pack whatever shit you might need for a while.”

She didn’t say anything for a moment, and I tried not to let my nervousness show. I was only a moment away from fucking begging her to stay—or tying her to my bed and not letting her leave.

“That’s a lot of sleepovers. Are you sure you won’t get tired of me?”

I frowned. “Why the hell would I get tired of you?”

And who the hell had ever gotten tired of her for her to react this way?

“People say I can be too much sometimes,” she answered quietly.

“What people?” I asked darkly.

She blinked.

“Blue?”

She shook her head. “Mostly my family.”

Fuck me.

I thought back to Blue’s words, telling me her mom was critical of her. What the fuck did that bitch do to make her feel like this?

“I want you around,” I said. “I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it. In case you didn’t know, I’m fucking obsessed with you.”

She laughed lightly, as if she thought I was joking. I didn’t correct her. That was fine. Over time, she was gonna realize just how serious I was.

I was fucking obsessed with her—to the point that I might risk suffocating her.

Even still, I couldn’t bring myself to stop.

I sat up on the bed, pulling the covers with me and revealing her chest.

She squeaked and crossed her arms over her chest.

I looked at her in amusement. “Are you getting shy with me this morning?”

She didn’t answer me. I waited for a beat, and then she moved her arms away, offering me a view of her pert tits.

Fuck.

My cock stirred at the sight. We couldn’t do anything. Not if I wanted to drive her back to the apartment so she could get ready and I could drive her to work.

“You’re like a fucking piece of art,” I said. “One that I will completely own, yeah?”

Her breath caught, and she hesitated before slowly nodding.

I smiled. “Fucking perfect.”

I climbed off the bed. She had the sheets pulled up to her chest right now, but her eyes…

Jesus.

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