Page 241 of Legacy
His eyes don’t go to my breasts, or my stomach, or any of the places most men would. No.
His eyes are glued to the tattoo.
To our initials etched on my skin.
He looks like he’s forgotten how to breathe.
“When?” he asks, voice cracked open with awe.
I swallow thickly. The memory from five years ago flashes through my mind.
“Once I was able to get out of bed.”
His hand trembles slightly as it lifts. He touches it, just touches, tracing the letters like they might disappear.
The second his skin meets mine, I shiver. A rush of heat rolls through me, settling between my thighs before I can stop it.
He’s gentle. Silent. Like the act of touching this tiny inked part of me is holy.
And that pisses me off.
Because he lookshappy. Like I just gave him a gift. Like the last five years didn’t gut me. Like this mark wasn’t the only thing I could do to remind myself that what we had was real.
Because I couldn’t find a part of me that he didn’t touch.
“You’re smiling,” I mutter, narrowing my eyes.
His gaze snaps to mine.
He doesn’t deny it.
“You’re angry that I’m happy?” he asks, something like amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth.
I huff, trying to pull the comforter back up.
He stops me.
Fingers around my wrist. Gentle. Firm.
“I’m happy because it means we’re connected”
I go still.
His fingers leave my wrist to graze his copy of the initials on his skin.
“We did the same thing a thousand miles apart.” He leans in, lips brushing mine.
“I love that you get so angry,” he whispers. “Always running so hot, Scarlet. Did you get that inked knowing how desperate I still was for you, somewhere inside you knew didn’t you, that you were made to be mine?”
I don’t answer.
But my mind reels.
And that’s what makes me want to scream. Because no matter how hard I fought, I never stopped being his. Not for a single, goddamn second.
“Shut up,” I breathe out unable to stop my heart from fluttering.
He smirks as he pulls the rest of the comforter away and shifts over me. I part my legs for him without thought and his smirk deepens as he settles between my thighs, eyes hooded and full of heat.
