"You hurt me" I said softly while Declan looked on, pain consuming his beautiful features.
"I know and I'm sorry" he said quietly. I continued to stare at him from the sofa and before I could realize what was happening, I walked across the room to where he stood.
I timidly reached my hand out, making contact with his forearm, the heat from his body bleeding through into my palm.
"I'm not sure why, but I forgive you. But Declan, do not ever take me for granted again. I'm not in the habit of being used." I'd never heard that kind of calmness to my voice before.
He reached up to caress my face, my eyes closed as soon as he made contact with my skin.
"So beautiful" he murmured, his hot breath in close proximity to my needy lips.
I could feel the unwilling tears starting to course down my cheeks as the words spilled from his lips.
I slowly unbuttoned the cuffs on his dress shirt, then just as slowly, unbuttoned the shirt and slipping it from his shoulders, I watched it flutter to the ground.
His olive complexion gave such an exotic look to his bare, muscled chest as I ran my hands over his upper body, my heart rate accelerated to dangerous speeds.
"Make love to me, Declan. Make me forget."
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RomanceA big thank you to @Rujula07 for the new cover! Amethyst Langston is a romance novelist with a tragic past. The same year her book hit the New York Times Best Seller list, she had a signing at a local book store where she encountered a man most t...
