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“Will you stay?” I whisper.
With a breathtaking—albeit tentative—smile, she nods.
She climbs back into the bed, curling into me like we were made for it, and I get the best sleep I’ve had in months, lying next to the only woman I’ve ever loved.
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Logan
I can feel Kasey’s eyes on me, tracing each feature of my face.
Memorizing me.
It seems only fair to let her, since that’s exactly what I did when she fell asleep in my arms. But after several minutes, I can’t help myself.
“Didn’t your mom ever teach you it’s rude to stare?” I murmur, opening one eye in time to catch the red creeping into her cheeks.
“I wasn’t staring,” she lies.
“Sure you weren’t,” I say and kiss her temple.
She places her hands on my chest. “Well, good morning to you, too.”
“Thatwasn’t my good morning,” I tell her, my lips slowly lifting in a wolfish grin. In one swift move, I’ve rolled on top of her, and my lips come down hard on hers.
Kasey moves like I’ve shot caffeine into her veins. She weaves her fingers into my hair, tugging me closer, and I savor every second of having her like this.
Mine.
“You know,” she mumbles between kisses, “last night didn’t really fix anything.” Even as she says the words, she tightens her hold on me.
“Good. We were always better broken.”
She laughs, and I swallow the sound with possessive kisses before trailing my lips down her throat to the base of her collar. My tongue swirls over her skin before I suck it into my mouth. She gasps, but doesn’t tell me to stop, so I take my time leaving marks on her delectable skin.
When I sit up, I take in the sight with a wide grin. The collection of purple and red marks—still glistening from my tongue—is the single sexiest thing I have ever seen.
“Now,thatis a good morning.”
“My shirt better be able to hide those,” she says with a half-hearted glare.
“I’d rather they didn’t.”
“I’d rather not advertise your caveman tendencies.”
I lie down beside her, dropping an arm over her waist to pin her to the bed. “You could always stay here for a few days until the marks are gone if you’re more comfortable.”
Kasey’s eyes dilate, her breaths quicken, and her lips part. Watching the effect I have on her makes me want to indulge in a few more caveman tendencies, which she must see because she bites back a nervous smile.
Kasey leans in to kiss me before pushing herself to the edge of the bed. “I’ll take my chances. We should get ready to go. As it is, your siblings will have a field day interrogating you about last night.”
I fall back into the bed with a groan that makes Kasey’s laugh ring through the room.
“On second thought… maybe we could both use a day off.”
She throws a pair of boxers at me. “Come on, Mafia Boss. We have work to do.”
I keep one hand on the wheel and the other on Kasey’s thigh for the entire drive to the base. At first, I just wanted to touchher, but as soon as I noticed her shudder each time I stroked my thumb over her leg, I made it a game to see how many times I could get her to do it.
