I’m jealous of my own damn cat when he gets pet by her.
“You are,” she whispered with a small smile, stepping toward me like she was taming a wild animal. “Your eye’s twitching. It only does that when you’re mad.”
So she noticed…
“Keep talking.” I grinned.
Her lashes fluttered and her smile grew. So pretty. “Or what?”
The little tease loved fucking with me.
I took one more step. Closer now. I could feel the heat from her skin. Smell the vanilla shampoo in her hair. My hand slid up, fingers curling under her jaw as I tilted her chin toward me.
“You want to find out?” I murmured.
She swallowed. Her eyes flicked down to my mouth and back as she bit her lip sensually. “M-maybe.”
“Careful, baby,” I said, voice dark and quiet. “You play with fire, you’ll get burned.”
She lifted her chin. “Then burn me.”
God help me.
Burned her, I did.
I crushed my mouth to hers.
She gasped into the kiss—shocked, soft, and then hungry. Her hands gripped my naked arms, pulling me closer like she couldn’t stand even an inch between us. I kissed her deep, like it was the only language I knew. With this kiss, I give her all of me. Everything good and bad. Pretty and ugly. It’s all hers.
And she kissed me back like she’d waited a thousand years for it.
When I finally pulled back, I stayed close. Our foreheads touched, breath mingling, hearts pounding.
Her lips were kiss-swollen, her eyes dazed and glowing. “So,” she whispered, trying not to smile. “You were jealous.”
I let out a breath that sounded too much like a growl. “I don’t fucking share.”
Poe grinned, that sweet sass glimmering through again. “Lucky for you... I wasn’t offering.”
I stared at her, wanting— no, needing more of her.
“Spend the day with me today,” I whispered.
Her smile softened. “Try to stop me.”
But then she frowned, looking me over. “Put a shirt on first.”
I couldn’t help but grin wickedly. “Now who’s jealous?”
“Shut up,” she mumbled, but her tone was playful.
And then I did. I shut her up with my mouth, and with every sweet kiss she gave me back, she stole a little more of my heart, claiming everything I had left and making it all hers.
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
IN MY BLOOD