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“You tried to kidnap me, Luc.” “Hmm,” he murmured. “That means I like you.”
I arched a brow. “Okay. That’s messed up on about a thousand different levels.” “Probably. I don’t people well.” “Gee, really,” I replied dryly.
His shirt read MUGGLE IN THE STREETS, WIZARD IN THE SHEETS.
“What do you need help with, Evie? Tell me. The world is your oyster and I’m your pearl.”
“A bottle?” Grayson laughed. “Did you just throw a bottle?” “At least she’s helping,” Luc shot back, lifting his hand. “Hey.” Grayson pulled the sucker out of his mouth. “I’m here for moral support.”
“Can I come home with you?” “Come again?” “Well, that came out kind of wrong, didn’t it?” He chuckled as he stepped forward, and I had to tilt my head back to meet his gaze. “I want to come home with you.” My heart did a cartwheel and then face-planted itself against my ribs. “I still don’t think that came out right, Luc.” “It came out just the way I wanted it to.” That flutter grew, and I did everything in my power to ignore it.
“Yep. Get ready for them. No woman or man can resist these,” he said, biting down on that lip. A moment passed. “Life without you is like a broken pencil. Pointless.”
“Struck speechless. Can’t blame you. How about this one? Good thing I have my library card, because I’m so checking you out.” “Oh my God.” I laughed. “That’s terrible.”
“As bad as this? You know what’s on the menu?” A smile tugged at my lips. “What?” “Me ’n’ u,” he replied. I rolled my eyes. “Did you just come out of the oven?” he asked. “Oh God.” “Because you’re hot.” “Please stop.” “Well, here I am. What are...
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Flutters picked up in my chest, like a nest of butterflies stirring.
“If I had to do it all over, I would. Without a fucking doubt, I would do it again, because the only other option would be that you wouldn’t be standing in front of me—pissed off, but breathing. Alive and so damn beautiful that it sometimes kills me a little each time I look at you.”
“What do you want?” he asked, his gaze holding mine. “You,” I whispered, cheeks burning. “You have me.” His thumb dragged along my lower lip. “You’ve always had me. Always.”
Luc shuddered as he bent, curling his body around mine. His warmth was everywhere, filling every cell and part of me. “Yes,” he said, his lips moving against mine as he spoke. “You were all my good memories.”
“But there’s nothing we can do other than live with the promise of tomorrow while knowing it may not come. That’s the best you can do. Best we can do.”
