Page 54 of Savage Hearts

I grasped her chin gently between two fingers and lifted until she met my eyes.

We didn’t say anything for a long moment, both of us simply breathing the same air.

I leaned forward and buried my face in the crook of her neck.

A small sign of weakness, I admitted to myself.

She tensed against me. I held her a little tighter, taking in her sweet scent.

Fuck me, but every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was the image of Maverick lying dead on the ground.

That bullet could have taken him away from us, and we still hadn’t found out who the fucking shooters were.

“Silas?” Mila asked, sounding unsure.

“Just a few more moments, angel. Everything quiets with you around.”

I felt her swallow, then her chest pushed in and out from a deep breath before, finally, she relaxed into me.

I held still when her arms went around me.

How sweet was that?

An angel trying to comfort a devil.

If I were a better man, I would have let her go.

I wasn’t a better man.

So I took advantage of her being so close to me, and held onto her a little longer, a little tighter.

When I stepped back, I turned on the shower, letting the water heat up.

“Strip, Angel.”

“Silas.”

I shook my head, shutting her up. “Strip, baby. Or I’ll help.”

My gaze traveled up and down her body.

She bit her bottom lip.

“I wouldn’t mind one bit.”

She frowned, grumbling something under her breath, and I turned away so she couldn’t catch my smirk.

I was an asshole, but at least I was self-aware of that.

It had to count for something, at least.

When I turned back around, her clothes were in a pile on the floor by her feet, and she was completely naked, vulnerable under my gaze.

I took her in from head to toe, from her shy, downcast eyes and blushing cheeks down to her tits—perky tits she was currently covering with her arms.

I could still recall the dusky pink in her nipples poking out, and my eyes moved down to her flat tummy, the cutest little belly button I had ever seen on any woman, and finally, to her freshly waxed pussy.

My mouth watered at all the pale skin on display in front of me.

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