Page 75 of Nemesis
“This is my place,” he confessed.
“Oh.”
He studied me, his eyes roaming over my face before he continued. “I used to come here a lot after you left.”
I dragged in a shaky breath, his confession sending a spear to my heart, regret filling me for having put so much distance between us, for robbing us of more moments like this.
But hopefully I’d be able to redeem myself once all of this was over.
He dropped his towel and stepped into a similar outfit to mine. He disappeared for a moment before coming back with my hair products and a plain black T-shirt. He then sat right next to me on the bed and grabbed my hand in his. I placed my head on his shoulder and he placed a kiss on top of my wet hair.
“Sit on the floor,” he commanded softly.
He grabbed a pillow from the bed and dropped it on the floor for me to sit on. He started massaging the products through my curls, and I leaned into his touch, groaning.
God, this feels so good. I missed this. Missed us. Missedhim.
This just felt right.Hefelt right. He always had.
Last night felt liberating, but sooner or later, I’d have to push him away again. I wasn’t done with my plans for Victor just yet.
But in these small moments with him, nothing else seemed to matter. Not my need for revenge, not my lies or our circumstances, not even our potential end. It was like being in the middle of a raging storm. Despite all the things swirling around, threatening to consume me, I was safe in the middle with Theo.
Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I remembered we hadn’t used any protection last night.
“About last night,” I started, “I’m on the pill.”
He grabbed the comb and started brushing, detangling my curls. “I know.” He paused before revealing, “And I haven’t been with anyone else.”
I whipped my head around and looked up. “What?”He grabbed my head and turned it back to face forward. He resumed brushing. “You heard me, Sofia. I haven’t been with anyone else since you,mi alma.”
I brought my knees up, hugging them to my chest. Although I’d managed to get an awful lot of migraines or managed to keep Victor’s schedule busy enough to have him away most nights, sleeping with him had been inevitable. Despite my heart or body never being into it, I’d wished I hadn’t been with anyone else either.
“Why?” I asked softly.
I waited for his answer as he wrapped my hair into the T-shirt, securing it with a satin bonnet on top. Once he was done, I stood up and turned to face him.
I stepped between his legs, draping my arms around his neck. His hands moved up my legs, settling on the backs of my thighs as he pulled me closer, lowering his head to rest it on my stomach.
“It’s always only been you,” he murmured against my shirt.
The certainty of his confession reached through my ribcage, sinking into my dormant heart, branding and reviving it.
Fuck, I love this man.
I’d loved him for a long time now, but I couldn’t tell him just yet. It would be unfair, especially when I was still keeping so much from him. One day, I’d lay it all down for him and would never stop reminding him every day of how much I cared for him.
I knew he loved me too. I could feel it. But he was holding back, scared to push me away with those precious three words.
I stroked a hand down the side of his face before I cupped his jaw, forcing him to look up at me. I bent down and pressed a kiss to the edge of his jaw. I peppered kisses across it as my fingers sank into his hair.
My hands tugged as I laid a tender kiss on his lips before pressing my mouth more firmly against his, my tongue swiping across the seams, demanding entry.
He groaned against my mouth before opening and colliding his tongue with mine. He moved his hands up to squeeze my ass, then lifted me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me, pressing our bodies closer.
“I love seeing you in my clothes,” he murmured against my lips before working down my throat. He buried his face in my neck. “My heart, my whole body, screamminewhen I see you wearing them.”
His hands slipped under his shirt, sliding up the curve of my back, making it arch beneath his touch. I ground gently against him and he turned into me, pressing a kiss to my bare skin.
