Page 71 of Sneak Attack

He smirked. The devil. “You heard me.”

“You’re just…stopping?”

Was he kidding? His dick, still hard, pulsed against me, proving his need and desire.

“For tonight.” His smirk fell and he leaned in and brushed his lips to my cheek. “I don’t want to move too fast, and it’s not for me, I don’t want you getting scared on me.”

Well. “Too late for that,” I huffed.

Cole’s grin lit up the room with his white teeth and amused smile. His hands went to my hips, and he slowly moved me off him, groaning in pain as he adjusted himself.

Which I watched, because who wouldn’t. I’d been right, too. That bulge was massive, and I swallowed, already salivating for when I could see it. Feel him.

“I should go,” I muttered, and yanked my gaze off his hand to his face.

“Running already?”

Yes. Yes, I was, but I wasn’t going tolet himknow that.

“You’ve given me a desire to finish the workout you started.”

I climbed off the bed as he laughed and lunged for me, but I was faster somehow, surprisingly.

“Good.” He took my hand in his and yanked me to his chest. My hands came up and slammed against his chest as he smiled down at me. “Think of me while you do that as well because I can guarantee as soon as you leave and I jump in the shower, it’s going to be your sexy little body I’m thinking of when I shoot all over the shower walls.”

The visual shouldn’t have been sexy, but my lips parted, imagining.

Cole in the shower, all that wet, warm water running down his body and over every peak and valley of his muscles, his calloused hand working…

“I’ve only been back in town for less than two weeks,” I whispered, my fears already tapping at the corner I shoved them into when he kissed me.

“And in two more weeks, it’ll be a month, and we’ll have spent more time getting to relearn each other.”

He was so certain.

“I should go,” I said again.

“I’ll walk you out.”

He held my hand down his stairs, back to the kitchen where I grabbed my purse and keys I’d dropped earlier, and he held my hand while I slipped on my sandals, and he opened the door and walked me to my car.

“Don’t overthink this, Eden,” he said when he’d opened my door for me. “And don’t hide when I call you tomorrow, okay?”

I wouldn’t make promises I couldn’t keep. “I’ll try.”

He chuckled, and a hint of a smile broke free. “Good.”

Like this morning, tonight ended nearly the same way.

With Cole disappearing from my rearview mirror as I drove away.

It should have made me feel good, but all I could remember was the first time that’d happened…

And it’d taken me seven years to find my way back to him.

What would happen if we destroyed each other again this time?

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