Queen Move (All the King's Men, #3)

by Kennedy Ryan

“Tru.” He stops whisking and gives me the full impact of his undivided attention. His eyes are placid blue. No shadows or undercurrents. “I don’t care.” Ezra pushes the bowl aside and faces me. “But there is something I feel like we should be clear on regarding how you’ve handled sex in the past.” Here we go. “You’ve never wanted to commit before,” he says. “Right. I’ve never wanted any strings attached.” “I know I said we could be just sex, no emotional attachments.” He shoves his hands in his pockets. “But I feel like I have to be honest with you. Having you back in my life has been…it’s been exactly what I need, and what I felt last night… I’ve never felt that way before.” I’m not even sure my heart is beating, but it also feels like there’s a tumult in my chest. “What are you saying, Ez?” His mouth flattens into a hard line and his jaw hardens to stone. “I want strings.” “Y-you do?” “I want strings.” He links our fingers, strokes his thumb across my palm. “Ropes, if necessary. I want anything that keeps you with me and me with you and tells everyone else don’t even think about it.”