He grunts and runs his fingers through his hair. “It was painful, Shaynee. I’m not gonna lie.” His voice cracks. He takes a deep breath and looks down at the sand. When he looks back up, his eyes glint with resolve. Clearly, he’s made some kind of decision.
I brace myself.
“Look, here’s the deal. However we got here’s how we got here. Whatever crazy-ass, zigzagging, effed-up road we had to take to get to right now was the way it had to be. All that matters is that we got here. You and me. ‘Cause being with you, right now, is exactly where I want to be.” He lowers his voice to the faintest whisper. “It hurts too much to be anywhere else.”
My heart’s exploding in my chest.
He grabs my hand. “I want you, Shaynee. All of you. The dark, the light, the black, the yellow, the perfect, the-not-so-perfect . . . the totally incomprehensible.” He leans into me, his eyes blazing with heat. “The freckles.” He grins when I blush. “I know you’re dealing with a lot. And I’m gonna help you through it. I want to help you through it.” He pushes a lock of my hair behind my ear. “But you gotta promise me something.”
I nod. Whatever it is, the answer is yes.
His voice takes on a sudden intensity. “Promise me you’re never gonna kiss anyone else, ever again.”
I nod again, this time profusely.
“Because your lips are all mine now.”
I want to tackle him and smother him with kisses. “I promise,” I choke out. I want to press my body against his, right here on the beach and roll around with him in the sand and pin him down and tie him up so he can’t run away and lie on top of him and maul him for the rest of my days. I take a deep breath, trying to control the fierce urges clanging around inside me. “I won’t abuse your faith in me . . . ever again.”
“I won’t abuse your faith in me, either. Ever again.”
About the Author
1 $50 Gift Card to Amazon or Barnes & Noble (INT)