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for me? Was it realistic?
    “It won’t be easy,” he said. “I’m a stubborn ass sometimes,
and I’ve learned some of the issues I have run deep. But I can promise you that
I won’t give up. If there’s one thing I’m not, it’s a quitter.”
    That I did believe.
    Arms folded over my chest, I studied his handsome face.
Would that be the face I would look at someday as I spoke my wedding vows? Or
would that be the face of the man who would destroy me? I had a feeling it
would be one or the other. I wasn’t sure I had the courage to risk the latter.
    “I need some time to think about it, Shane. We’ve spent so
little time together. And what time we’ve spent has either been having sex or fighting.
If this goes bad…I don’t want to think what it might do to me.”
    “Fair enough.” He reached for the doorknob, twisted it.
    I set a hand on his arm just as he was about to leave. “I
want to be brave for you. I do. I’m just scared.”
    “I’m scared for you.” He reached for me then pulled his
hands back as if he felt he didn’t have the right to touch me. “Call me. I
won’t badger you.”
    “Thank you.” I stepped up to him, stood on tiptoes, wrapped
my arms around his neck and hugged him.
    He folded his strong arms around me and held me tightly.
“You’re welcome.” He kissed the top of my head.
    Ohhhh. This felt so good, so right. A pleasantly warm
feeling of comfort and contentment flashed through me. I felt myself smiling.
    Until he released me. Then I felt sad and lonely.
    “If I don’t leave now…” He lifted a brow. Then he stepped
outside.
    I watched him go, my heart pounding in my chest.
    I had a decision to make.
    Already, my heart knew what it wanted.
    I didn’t need time to think it over. Even my subconscious
knew what I wanted.
    I was terrified, yes. More scared about facing this next
stage in our relationship than I had the first. Because now it wasn’t just a
casual thing. It wasn’t just sex or kinky games. It was about feelings,
developing a real connection. Building the foundation for something that might
last the rest of our lives.
    My heart in my throat, I raced out the front door. I saw Shane’s
car. The engine was rumbling. But the headlights were still out. He hadn’t left
yet.
    Waving my arms, I barefooted it down the front walk. His
door swung open and he was out of the car before I’d run more than a few feet.
We met somewhere in the middle. Our bodies smashed together. Then he grabbed my
face, sandwiching it between his hands and kissed me.
    Shane was one hell of a kisser. Every kiss he’d given me had
sent my mind reeling. But this kiss was different.
    It was a claiming, yes. It was a possession. But it was also
a surrender, as if he were surrendering to me, to his need for me.
    While his mouth told me how much he’d missed me, he swept me
up into his arms and carried me back to my house. In we went, through the front
door. I giggled in our joined mouths as he kicked it shut. He carried me to my
bedroom and set me gently on the bed.
    I could count his every breath as he stared at me, he was
breathing so hard. His pupils were so wide I could barely see the color of his
eyes. His face was flushed.
    He visibly swallowed. “I want…I want to make love to you
now.”
    Ohmygod, the way he’d said that, I felt like I might soar to
the clouds.
    “Yes,” I said, extending my arms to pull him to me. “Please
make love to me.” My hands found the bottom of his shirt. “May I?”
    He nodded, lifted his arms to allow me to pull off his
shirt. Then, kneeling upright on the bed, I removed his pants and underwear.
For once, he was nude first, exposed to me while I was still dressed. While his
domination games made my blood pound hot through my body, I liked this change.
I liked seeing him like this. He wanted me. His flushed skin, tense muscles and
erection told me that.
    I wrapped my hand around his thickness and teased it, and he
closed his eyes and gave a little