Page 50 of Hate to Crave You
Some part of her whispered,You’re crazy…this is too soon.
But the rest of her was almost giddy.
“Yes!”
He reached for the box and she turned it over to him, turning around and lifting her hair to bare her neck. “Will you help me?”
In response, he placed the chain around her neck, his fingers brushing against her skin as he fastened it. When he was done, he stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders. Tremors of sensation rocked her and she would have sworn she felt imprints branded into her skin where his hands were. “Turn around,” he whispered against her ear. “Let me see.”
She turned then, looking up at him.
His blue eyes burned as he studied her, lids sweeping low until he watched her with a hooded gaze. “It looks like it was made for you,” he said softly, reaching up to lightly touch the locket.
“I love it,” she said, her voice soft.
He dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers.
She opened for him. Her heart felt so full, she thought it might burst.
When he lifted his head to look down at her, that goofy smile that had been threatening to break free finally appeared and she laughed, throwing her arms around him.
He chuckled, hugging her back. “I give one of my most treasured possessions to a woman and she’s laughing. Thanks, Julianna.”
She caught his face in her hand and tugged it back to hers. “Thankyou, Roman.” She kissed him again, a loud, smacking kiss that turned soft and slow and sweet.
As Roman’s arms tightened around her, she leaned into him, delight and happiness curling through her.
