Page 425 of Ruthless Court
Doesn’t turn it into a joke.
I move closer.
“You are?”
“Yeah.”
“How inconvenient.”
His laugh comes out rough.
“Hannah.”
I touch his face.
The same jaw I held at the overlook.
The same boy who waited for me to ask.
The same man who has spent weeks showing me that wanting me does not mean owning me.
“I’m falling in love with you too.”
His eyes close.
Just for a second.
When they open again, something has changed.
Not lust.
That has been there for weeks.
This is deeper.
Almost vulnerable.
“Say it again.”
“No.”
“Hannah.”
“You heard me.”
“I want confirmation.”
“You’re needy.”
“Extremely.”
I smile.
“I’m falling in love with you, Kane.”
He kisses me.
Softly at first.
