Chapter 23

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'Cause I don't wanna lose you now, I'm looking right at the other half of me

The vacancy that sat in my hear that sat in my heart is a space that now you hold

Show me how to fight for now and I'll tell you baby, it was easy coming back into you once I figured it out

You were right here all along

-Mirrors by Justin Timberlake

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DELILAH

Fireworks.

Galaxies.

The whole universe.

I felt them all collide and melt into mush when Liam's lips met mine in a fiery kiss. It had all happened so fast, first we were arguing then he was on his feet, pressing his lips to mine. I couldn't fight him; didn't want to. I had been needing his touch for far too long. "You," he murmured. "I want you."

"You have me," I replied breathless.

I responded much too eagerly to his touch, my body arching into his while he ravished my mouth. His tongue seeked out my own while his hands left no part of my body unexplored. With lips going down to my neck and jaw he showed me just how much he wanted me by murmuring it into my skin.

My lips parted in a silent gasp when he bit down on my shoulder sending a bolt of elecricity straight to my core. He was backing me up against the wall, his hands going down the front of my body, teasing my breasts and then my thighs, ignoring the places that most needed his touch.

I'd forgotten how his expert hands could make me feel. He set every part of me ablaze. My body, my heart, my soul, everything was on fire because of him, for him. He had been the first man in my life and the only one that mattered.

I moaned softly when his hand came to rest between my legs, cupping me. The low groan that left his throat told me liked how ready I was for him. It was obvious through my dampened panties I was right where he wanted me.

"Bed," I whispered.

I felt him smirk against my skin before his eyes met mine with a teasing glint in them. "Not yet," was his answer as he began working my underwear down. My breathing came in low pants as they slid down my legs and I was left exposed. After searching for any hesitation on my part, Liam once again took my lips in his, easing the nerves that had suddenly appeared.

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