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I think being inside Connor Cobalt’s head would be both terrifying and strange, and yet the most expensive amusement ride there is.
“Because I think she loves you more than she loves sex. And you love her more than you love alcohol, but you two just haven’t let yourselves believe it yet.”
I want Loren Hale. The man, the lover, the guy who fills me with happiness and bliss.
She is my past, my present, my future. So when I open the door and slide into the driver’s seat, I’m not surprised that it feels like I’m returning home.
“I confess, that I’d very much like to make love to you.” My heart flips at the last words. We never say make love. We fuck. We screw. We bang. Making love is for the soft-hearted without tar-coated pasts. Lily claims she doesn’t deserve to make love, but I’m determined to change her attitude. “Is it different than fucking?” she asks me with wide eyes. “Very much so.” Frown lines crease her forehead. “How?” “I’ll show you.” Her eyes brighten with possibilities, but she doesn’t insist, doesn’t ask or compel me for more. She waits for me. Just as I asked.