Page 365 of Chaos has a Name
“I wake up when the sun comes up,” he admitted. “It’s just something I do.”
Rayna noticed he was completely relaxed, and he was using full sentences without having to think through his answer. That was a good sign for them.
What was also good was the view.
Jesus.
Christ.
The man had so many sculpted abs, it should be illegal.
“Do you do any other exercise?” she asked, as he began moving and inverted himself back upright again.
“Ivan makes us spar. Apparently, he thinks we need to be able to be ready for the worst-case scenario. You haven’t lived until you’ve gone a few rounds with Elizabeth in the ring.”
She stared at him.
“You’ve fought Elizabeth?”
He laughed.
“Unfortunately,” he said.
When he went to say something else, she moved quickly, yanking him down, and back into bed. Not only was his body in perfect shape, but his reflexes were too.
He rolled, getting her beneath him. As they were pressed together, she smiled up at him.
“This is better than coffee,” she admitted. “Since you were amazing last night, I’ll make you some before you have to leave,” she offered.
When she tugged on his ear with her teeth, it shot electricity through his body, right to his dick.
If he had an hour more, they’d be sweaty and rolling around all over again.
Caspian knew that leaving her in a few days was going to be damn difficult. He’d finally found someone who made him happy, and accepted his‘intricacies’and of course, they were going home.
That was just his luck, unfortunately.
When she touched his face, he focused on her, and she saw something in his eyes.
“You’re suddenly tense. Did I say something wrong about the coffee?”
He kissed her on the tip of her nose.
And was honest.
“I was thinking about having to leave. That’s all,” he admitted.
She didn’t want him to go. Already, she was feeling those strings of attachment binding them together. Rayna was feeling protective of Caspian.
She wanted to keep him safe, and with her so no one could ever hurt him again. It was crazy since he was a Marine, but she felt what she felt.
But she knew the reality of it all when they had sex. At some point, he’d get on that Blackhawk jet and leave. He’d never look back either.
There was no way she could be upset with the outcome since she knew that going in.
They’d done what they done, and now, it was about the aftermath.
“I’ll miss you,” she said, running her fingers across his cheek. “I hope you come back at some point, and I can see you again.”
