Page 81 of Ravage

"No... But you've been acting off since you got here..."

Hecocks his head to the side. "And the first thing you assume is that I'm breaking up with you?"

I shrug. "Well, I mean... maybe the novelty has worn off for you? I know I'm not the kind of woman a guy like you ends up with-" He cuts me off, placing his hand over my mouth.

"Okay, I'm going to stop you now. You are amazing and the novelty will never wear off. I have no idea where this self-doubt is coming from, because you are one of the most confident women I know."

I scrunch my nose as I study him. "Well, if you're not breaking up with me, then what's going on?"

He grins. "Well... Does the fact that you referred to it as breaking up mean that we're in a relationship?"

"I... What?" I trip over my words, wondering how I can take the question back.

"Because breaking up is something that couples do... Are we a couple, Imogen?"

I gape at him. "What is happening right now?"

He chuckles. "I didn't think I'd ever see the day when you were flustered. It's adorable." He lays his hand over my knee and squeezes. "As far as I'm concerned, we're in a relationship, Imogen Delphine. You're kind of stuck with me now, sorry."

I'm still trying to follow what just happened. "So, you're not breaking up with me?"

He grins and leans forward, smacking a kiss on my lips. "No, I am not, in fact, breaking up with you. I love you, you crazy woman."

I suck in a breath, my eyes so wide that I'd worry they might pop out if I wasn't so shocked.

"You... you love me?"

Still grinning, he nods. "I gotta say, was kind of hoping for a bit more excitement when I said it for the first time, but we can work onthat."

"I just... I..."

He watches me try to find words. Any words.

Finally, I let out a long breath and shake my head. "You've just seriously broken my brain. You get that, right?"

He chuckles and squeezes my knee again. "I can see that."

"I love you, too."

"I know. I could tell when you were trying not to cry when you thought I was breaking up with you."

I groan and rub my temples. "So... what's in the bag?"

He laughs, moving to cup my cheek. "Some stuff that I think is going to help with some of the issues you've been working through lately."

Frowning, I glance at the bag, before meeting his gaze again. "What issues?"

"The one where I've told you I'm fine with you continuing to play with Sebastian and Annika and you don't believe me."

I swallow, staring at him. "What are you talking about?"

He sighs, moving back slightly to look at me properly. "I know you've been twisting yourself in knots over this, Imogen."

"How?"

He grimaces. "Annika."

I groan, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm going to kill her. I fucking knew she was way too involved when she brought it up at lunch."

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