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She’s a terrible singer. Well, not everyone can be perfect. But Jesus, she could wake up a dead person with that horrendous voice.
“I watch her,” I admit. “When she’s in the manor, at the studio, or walking around the mall. If I don’t see her at least once every day, I lose my mind. I’ve climbed to her window to see her sleep, and I’ve been trying to hack her phone for the last year. I hacked Luciella’s.”
“What do you want me to do?” “Be patient with me,” is all I say before I capture her lips with mine.
“Mani pārdod seksam un nāvei, lai aizsargātu visus, kurus mīlu.”
Her green eyes stare into my soul, the soul I would rip apart for her.
I keep my eyes on Stacey. Looking for any sign of discomfort, showing her that she has my full attention, that this might be sex, but it’s her and her soul and fucking heart that have got my emotions running wild.
I realise I might be feeling an emotion I’ve only ever heard about. One I had no idea existed for me – never knew I was capable of feeling. An emotion that makes me want to blind everyone in the world so they can never see how beautiful she is.
“Because you’re hiding, and I want to hide with you.” I caress her cheek and press my lips to her forehead, catching her off guard. “Let’s hide together, Freckles.”
I’m freefalling into a sea of tranquillity in her arms. My head is silent. My bones don’t shake, and I fill my lungs with her scent, wishing I could stay here forever.
It’s like I’m visiting heaven while living in hell. But I want to steal her and bring her to my chaos, set fucking fire to her world and keep her in mine.
