Reflected in You (Crossfire, #2)

by Sylvia Day

“You hit me the instant I saw you,” he said gruffly. “I couldn’t look away. I wanted you immediately. Excessively. Almost violently.”

“It’s my place to stand beside you, and support you, and yes, just fucking look pretty on your arm sometimes. It’s my right, my duty, and my privilege, Eva, just as it’s yours in reverse.”

“The only way I’m keeping my hands off her is if I’m dead. Find another way to fix us.”

“You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.”

“I miss being inside you.” “You’re always inside me,” I whispered.

“I’m going to give it to you, angel.” Gideon bent his dark head and brushed his lips over mine. “I’m going to give it to both of us. And you’re going to let me.”

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” I asked, feeling so emotionally raw after the long night we’d had. He caught my wrist and pulled my hand down to press flat over his heart. “Here.” My love . . . It had been hard on him, too. “I’m so sorry.” “So am I.” He kissed my fingertips, then linked our hands and led me up to the house.

“If you wanted him, it wouldn’t be enough for me to let you go. I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If I can have that, nothing else matters. I’m not too proud to take what I can get.”

“I’d rather argue with you, angel, than laugh with anyone else.”

I texted Cary on the ride back to the Crossfire: Had lunch with Brett. He wants another chance w/me. Cary replied, When it rains it pours . . . Whole day=royally fucked, I typed. I want a do-over.

Reaching for my hand, he lifted it to his lips and kissed my fingertips. “I love you.”

“People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won’t happen for me. I won’t survive you, Eva.” My breath caught at the look on his face when he glanced at me. “I’m obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted or needed, everything I’ve ever dreamed of. You’re everything. I live and breathe you. For you.”

“I don’t need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you’re in it.”

“Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.”