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trauma, but to his surprise she’d asked him to continue their weekly time in the blood-play room.
    “Hey, baby. You’ve had a bad dream. Nothing more. Try to go back to sleep.”
    He continued to caress her forehead and hair.
    “Stay with me. Please don’t go,” she pleaded.
    All she had to do was ask him once. When she pleaded a second time, he crawled into the bed beside her and wrapped his body around her. She hadn’t dressed and the warmth from her naked flesh was so inviting. He fanned a hand down her arm, and kissed the top of her head. “I’m here, baby.”
    The shallow breathing stopped. He glanced down to find her staring at him.
    And then she said the words he’d thought he’d never hear from her in his lifetime.
    “I…I love you, Tristan. I know it’s been hard for me to admit it, and that I’ve done everything humanly possible to push you away, but I can’t lose you. I don’t want to be just a fuck buddy or any other type of buddy. I want to be your woman. The only one you’ll ever want.”
    Her words seized up the air in his lungs. She’d said the three words he’d been waiting for so long to hear from her lips. He had to hear it again. “What?”
    Tears spilled from her eyes. The wetness trickled down the finger he’d placed on her cheek. “I love you, Tristan.” She stopped. “I totally understand if you don’t love me. I’ve done everything humanly possible to push you away. I wouldn’t blame you if you left me here and now and walked out of my life for good. I’ve been pretty horrible to you. A severe mind fuck.”
    He chuckled. Yeah, mind fuck was putting in lightly. A major mind fuck more like it. But the truth was, he loved her more than words could relay. This magenta-haired woman had a hold on him that could never be broken.
    As far as he was concerned, he never wanted it broken.
    “Ah, baby, I love you.” He covered her mouth with his, just as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
     
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    Tristan’s tongue rimmed her lips, teasing her mouth to open for him. She obliged and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Her action drew a moan from him, releasing an instant moist path between her legs. She needed to show him how much she loved and adored him.
    Desire to love him coiled tightly in her gut. Warmth caressed the parts of her body that yearned for him.
    She stopped kissing him and looked up at him, suddenly stuck by the perfection of his features. His mouth curved in the type of smile she hadn’t seen on him in a long time—he seemed carefree, playful, and happy. To think that it only took her to admit that she did love him to change him into this contented and happy man.
    The emotions rubbing her subconscious were edged with a joy that made her want to rearrange the heavens and earth so he could feel this way all the time. “Do you remember the first time we met?”
    His wickedly sexy smile confirmed the answer long before he’d said a word. “Yes, baby. I remember every moment of the night that you picked me up.”
    She chuckled. “I was a bit forceful when it came to you.”
    Boy, was she ever. Picking up a high school student, even though he was eighteen, was a stupid move, but one she did just the same.
    “That’s what attracted me to you. I could tell by the way you lured me behind the curtain backstage of the theater that you were someone special.” His voice was rich with desire.
    With her own desire inching through her body, she kissed his neck, and then she smiled against his skin, tracing another sensitive spot with her tongue and enjoying the moan that escaped him.
    “Actually, I was hoping to get into your pants, but had to reconsider since we were in a high school theater.”
    His laugh rumbled out, hard arms tightened around her and held her snug. “Had we not been in the theater I would have let you into my pants. Damn, I wanted you so bad that night, baby.” He let out a sexy half breath. “And every night since then.”
    His lips