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She spins on her heels and strides out of the room. Those black pants cling to her ass like they’re getting paid to do it.
I step forward out of the empty office. My movement causes Hannah to raise her eyes. They widen when they meet mine, then the elevator doors slip shut. That’s right, Little Bunny, you can run, but I’m going to chase.
Maybe we can arrange a company game of dodgeball, and I can chuck something at his face.
Our bodies are already flush, but I still squeeze her tighter. Because for the first time in fifteen years, Hannah Utley spoke my name.
“I don’t have a condom.” I use my grip on her neck to tip her head back to look at me. “And if you have a condom in your desk, I’m going to be pissed.”
“Tell me I can fill this pussy up, Hannah. Tell me I can take you raw.” I shouldn’t do that. I should just let her suck me off. But I can’t. I need her heat. “I’m on birth control.” Her whispered words are coarse. “You can take me bare, Maddox. You can fill me up.”
“You were fucking made for me,” he growls against my ear. “You were built to take all of me.”
It doesn’t matter.” “It does matter,” I tell her. She opens her eyes, and they’re full of sadness. “Why?” Her tone sounds so defeated. So I tell her the truth. “Because I missed you.”
“I know how to take care of myself,” she tells me, one hand on the door. “I know you do, Babe. But let me do some of that caring too.”
I loosen my fingers and step back. “Take your clothes off, Hannah.” Her chest is rising and falling in time with my own. She hesitates for just a moment. “You’re fucking perfect. I already know that. Now show me.”
Tears build behind my closed lids. Maddox is my perfect fit.
“I’m never letting you go, Hannah Bunny.” He presses another soft kiss against me. “I hope you understand. I’m never letting you go.”
“Little Bunny,” I whisper against her ear, making sure she hears me. “I am your boyfriend. And I’m the last one you’ll ever have.”
“Babe?” “Mm-hmm,” I hum. “Remember when your mom asked why I never got engaged?” His voice rumbles against my back. “I remember,” I whisper. “Because none of them were you, Hannah.” His voice is deep. Gravelly. “I never forgot you. Even when I tried, I never forgot.”
“I love you, Hannah Utley. And I don’t believe in curses.” I grip his arms tighter. “But I’d still do it. I’d still love you, even if it kills me because I don’t know any other way to live.”
“You kept a piece of me,” I tell her, with my lips against her neck. “You kept a piece of me all those years ago, and I didn’t realize it. I couldn’t figure out what was missing. But you just gave it back to me.” I lower her feet to the ground so I can look at her. “Your love makes me whole.”
