Page 115 of Reckless
And then, because the room had become too full of truth not to finish the whole thing, I looked up and said, “I wanted you.”
His entire body paused.
“In the cave,” I said, voice lower now.“I wanted you and you had all this self-control.”
His eyes were on my mouth.
“I do not want you deciding for me what I can handle because you found out something about me that makes you think you should.”
“What do you want,” he asked quietly.
The room seemed to shrink around the question.
I took a breath and made myself answer without flinching.
“I still want you.”My throat tightened.“And I don’t want you to treat me like I’m delicate or anything.”
The air in the library shifted.
His jaw moved once.His breath changed.
Then he took one more step.
My heart was pounding with hope.
“Kelly,” he said, and his voice had gone so low my name felt less like language and more.“Thank you.”
“For telling you I’m still a virgin?”
His jaw moved into an almost smile.“For trusting me with the truth.”
My eyes stung unexpectedly and I felt tears on my cheeks.I laughed once to cover it and said, “If you make me cry in your family library, I’m quitting and going home now.”
“Good to know.”
He was close enough now that the heat of him now.
“You want me now.”
My skin pulsated with heat.“Yes.”
His eyes locked on mine.“I want you too.”
I was lightheaded.
Then he said, very carefully, “And I’m not going to turn this into a lesson or a conquest or some performance of being careful with you.”
Oh, that got me.
I searched him and whispered, “Good.”
He agreed, very slightly, like a man accepting terms in a language he respected.
“I’m not going to stop wanting you,” he said.My pulse pounded more.“I’m also not going to use the fact that you want me against you later.”
I laughed a little though it was honestly the hottest thing anyone had ever said to me in my life.
I brushed against his arms and we both had goosebumps.“You are making this incredibly difficult.”
