He grins, leaning down to kiss the tip of my nose, and the softness of it startles me, then heats my blood. His expression straightens as his gaze roams over my face. “I could be so fucking reckless with this, but I want to be careful.” My heart drops. “No—” “No, I mean…” He shakes his head. “I want to be careful with the time we have. I don’t want to blaze through it just because I’m fucking desperate for you. I want to…” His body betrays him, hips pushing forward as he groans. “I want to take care, I guess. Of you, and this.”
