Alex's lips curved faintly, almost bitterly, as he read the memory on her face. "Since that day, I haven't been able to get you out of my system. It doesn't matter how many times I fuck you," he bit the words, his eyes dark with hunger, "you consume me." His hand slid to the back of her neck, cradling her, grounding her. His next words broke, softer than she'd ever heard him: "I…I want you in every way possible. I want you close to me. I want you safe."
His vulnerability shook her to her core. It was need. Deep, gnawing, unshakable need. And the worst part was… she felt it too.
Eva swallowed hard, her hand trembling as she lifted it to cover his where it still cupped her cheek. "Wanting me and keeping me… they're not the same thing, Alex."
"But I promise, I will be safe," Eva whispered.
Alex bent his head and kissed her gently. When he finally pulled back, his hand lingered at the side of her face, thumb stroking her skin, as if reluctant to let her go.
