Page 105 of Game Misconduct

I crash my lips against his, drinking in the taste of him, the sound of his groans. My hand lifts to cup his stubbly cheek, memorizing the feel of him.

“I’m crazy about you, too.”

“Good. Because I’m not going anywhere.” He presses his forehead to mine, breathing hard. “You’re it for me.”

My heart pounds. “Nick, I⁠—”

We’ve talked about timelines. We’ve agreed to exclusivity, to a serious, committed relationship. But this…

“I’m not proposing,” he continues. “I just wanted you to know. You’re all I want. All I’m going to ever want. Just you.”

Trembling, I tighten my arms around him. “I feel the same way.”

Those three little words are on my lips. I should tell him. I should just come out and say it.

But then he sighs, content. His lips find mine in a soft kiss.

And then he’s turning in my arms again, leaning back against my chest. “Can we stay like this forever?”

“Anything you want.”