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My mouth is suddenly dry and my nipples harden as the memories wash over me. Such a pretty boy. So nicely dressed, so polite. So very, very respectful. But good God, get that man’s clothes off and get him into a bed, and it’s a whole different story. One I’d like to write a few more chapters in, or maybe an entire novel—a long one. I took the Boy Scout out of the polo and unleashed a very dirty man.
“I’d like her to keep believing I’m a Boy Scout, even if you and I know that isn’t always true.”
“I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, Queenie. Then you might have some idea as to how incredible you really are.”
“It’s okay if you want to lose control with me, King. I definitely want to lose control with you.”
“You may need to set some parameters for me, my queen, so I know how out of control I’m allowed to get here.” I shiver in anticipation at his low warning tone and this new endearment. “No parameters.” He pulls back, lips temptingly close. “None?”
“Lock the Boy Scout in the closet and let yourself off your leash, King.”
“I see you, Queenie. Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re not worthy.”
“You can push me away as much as you want, but it’s not going to stop me from wanting you. I love you because of all these perceived flaws you have, not in spite of them. I know you’ve been let down a lot, and I don’t plan to be one of those people in your life. Give us a chance to get through this together, Queenie. Let me catch you when you fall. Let me be your safe place to land.”
I want all your dark secrets to be mine to keep. I want all your pieces, all the things that make you who you are. I don’t care if you think you’re bent or broken; let me love all of you.”
“Yes. It’s a yes. I’ll bring my chaos into your calm.” I place a soft kiss on her lips. “There’s no place I’d rather be than the eye of your storm.”
He’s the calm to my storm. My still lake at dawn. My king.
