Page 74 of Make Me Yours
Her pulse flutters beneath her skin.
Instead of pressing for an answer the way every instinct demands, I force myself to take a step back and let her go.
The next move needs to be hers.
And if she says yes?
She’ll never want anyone else again.
Not after me.
Not after this.
I’ll make damn sure of it.
25
LILAH
Iwake to the faint scent of coffee.
Not the rich, earthy aroma from the kitchen kind of coffee, but the close, immediate kind. The kind that means someone set a fresh cup beside my bed.
Sure enough, I roll over and find a steaming mug on the nightstand. My favorite blend, the one Steele hunted down last week after I casually mentioned it.
I melt.
God, that man.
How am I supposed to make a decision whenthisis the baseline?
I sit up and then wrap my hands around the warm mug. I’m bombarded with a thousand emotions I can’t even begin to untangle. Because Steele Sanderson isn’t just the guy I’m staying with. He’s become an important presence in my life.
And now he’s offered me something that’s threatening to change everything.
Friends with benefits.
That’s what he called it.
But let’s be honest, I’ve known Steele too long. I’m afraid that if we enter into a casual arrangement, it’ll end badly.
Why would I want to jeopardize our friendship over a meaningless fling?
And yet, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to being tempted.
I barely slept last night, my mind refusing to shut off. Every time I closed my eyes, I remembered the way he sounded when he whispered that he could give me what I wanted.
That he’d worship me.
That he’d know exactly how to touch me.
I’d nearly combusted on the spot.
With a sigh, I clutch the mug tighter.
What I need is help.
Backup.
