“I love you,” she said.
His face lit with pleasure, and he surged inside her. She screamed.
“I love you. Oh, God, Braxton. I love you.”
He thrust in and out, driven by a fury, until seconds later they both groaned and clutched each other, cursing and pawing. The explosion that racked them was so powerful Braxton slumped to the floor as soon as he was spent, dragging her down with him and cradling her gently to make her comfortable.
He rested his head on her shoulder. “God, I missed you.”
Smiling lazily, she touched his hair and ran her fingernails along his scalp. He purred and closed his eyes, nuzzling her throat.
She sighed. “Je t’adore, ma chérie.”
“Love you too,” he mumbled on a yawn.
Lenna gasped and sat up. “Oh, my God. You know what I said?”
He gave her a heavy-lidded grin. “I’ve studied up on a couple French phrases since Paris.”
“For me?” she asked, flattered.
He cringed as if he was embarrassed and dropped his eyes, becoming preoccupied with running his finger over her collarbone. “Want to hear a certain phrase I was practicing before—”
He cut himself off abruptly but the remainder of his sentence lingered between them. Before we split.
To quell the echoing words neither of them had spoken, Lenna cleared her throat. “What’ve you been practicing?”
He studied her a moment, his blue gaze intense. Then the skin around his eyes crinkled as he smiled. “What the hell,” he said more to himself than her. Grasping her fingers, he kissed the knuckles and slowly pronounced, “Emménager avec moi?”
Lenna’s jaw dropped. Holy— “Do...do you know what you just said?”
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nbsp; He smiled. “Well, I hope I asked you to move in with me.” He paused. “Did I say it right? Or did I ask you to lick my toenails or something?”
She laughed. And laughed again. “Yes,” she screamed, too ecstatic to do anything but throw her arms around him. “Oh, my God, yes!”
Braxton’s gripped her tight. “Yes, you’ll move in or, yes, I said it right?”
Lenna couldn’t breathe so well. “Yes to both. Are you serious? Is this what you really want?”
“More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my entire life.” He nipped her lips. As he pulled back, Lenna saw the devotion and caring in his eyes. “If we can make it past Thomas Davenport—and we will—we can make it past anything.” He stroked her face with the tips of his fingers. “All you have to do is say one more yes.”
Captivated by a Prince Charming offer like that, Lenna flashed him her dimple. “How can I resist?”
THE END
Coming in September 2013
Price of a Kiss
By
Linda Kage
Some people might call her the queen of impossible relationships, and it’s true; her last boyfriend tried to kill her. He left a scar on her neck and a chink in her emotional armor. Now, she’s halfway across the country, living under the name Reese Randall, and attending Waterford County Community College instead of her dream university.
When Mason Lowe enters her life, love is the last thing on her mind. But their chemistry is instant, their connection deep, and he’s just so freaking hot. Initial communication between them might start a little rocky, but it doesn’t take Reese long to realize Mason is perfect for her in every way. Being around him makes her feel more alive than she’s ever felt before. She even relishes the moments they argue.