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“I do. Don’t ask me why, I find you utterly infuriating and a stone-cold bitch for playing with my friends’ feelings, but for some cursed reason, I actually do care if something happens to you, Ashley.”
“You’re wrong,” Nate said quietly as I stalked back across the frozen ground toward the house. “Carly isn’t your only friend.” He gave me a long look as I glanced over my shoulder, then shifted his gaze away. “Royce is still your friend… He’s just scared shitless of hurting you.”
“Merry Christmas, Ash.” Those three words, that voice I’d thought I might never hear again—it damn near killed me. A sob ripped from my chest, and I threw myself forward, no longer in control of my own actions. Thankfully, he caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me like he was made to hold me. I sobbed into his chest, now utterly sure I was hallucinating, and he just stroked my hair as he chuckled with a sound so warm, rich, and real. So…Heath.
“that you’ve been relying on yourself for so long that maybe you subconsciously enjoy the feeling of being taken care of in little ways.”
“Here, I’ll put it in writing so there’s no miscommunication.” Squinting, I looked down at the note. I like you. I think about you naked all the time. I wanna be more than friends. I might already love you.
“What if I told you I was the one destroying the pillow wall every night?” He dipped his head but glanced at me through his long lashes. “Because every time I did, you would snuggle into me almost immediately, and I liked to pretend for a couple of hours that you were mine.”
“I’m scared,” he confessed in a whisper, “that I won’t be able to go back to being friends after I kiss you.” “Good,” I replied, bringing my hands up to cup his face. “I don’t wanna be your friend anymore, either.” Then I closed the gap between us, our lips brushing in the softest caress imaginable.
“Told you,” he murmured against my lips with a hint of a growl. “But you’re mine now, and I’m only just getting started.”
“Can’t it? You’re my obsession, Ashley. Every minute you’re not touching me, my heart aches. I love you so much, it literally hurts sometimes. Does that scare you?”
Until Spark. She’s the definition of that name, igniting a fire within me that I hadn’t ever thought possible. Melting my ice and softening my brittle edges, while lighting up every goddamn room she enters. Everything good in my life right now is because of her. My Spark.
“No one is pretending here, Ash!” he barked. “I feel it. Trust me, I fucking feel it so damn hard, it hurts, but that’s the problem. What I feel is too much, it’s too big, and I’m scared…”
“I’m terrified that I don’t have the capacity or the emotional depth to give you what you need. I can’t fucking share you, Ashley. Don’t you get it? If you were mine…you’d be mine. And I know you’d never be able to give me that because you’re already in love with the three best guys I know.”
“Ashley…things have changed so much since we first met, but I can safely say right now, with my whole heart, I never wanted to make you cry. I have tried to walk away a hundred times. I’ve tried…but it was always pointless. I needed you to know.”
