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Placed gingerly against the backdrop of a tiny ivory silk pillow was a necklace. A thoughtful, stunning, silver necklace with a glinting emerald at the center. “It’s called a Claddagh,” Dominic spoke, steady and soft. “It usually comes as a ring, but I saw this at the store. The emerald…” Risking a careless glance up, I found Dominic already staring at me, his irises of sterling silver refined and brighter than ever, moving between mine. “It reminded me of your eyes.”
“What about earlier when I was screaming at Heather and crazy?” His smile widened so deep, dimples winked at me. “Definitely. I love how hot your fire burns when you’re protecting someone.” His thumb skimmed my bottom lip, petting me as he softly admired, “My little spitfire that could burn down worlds if she wanted.” I anchored myself to him, fisting my hands in his shirt. “I’ll burn down anyone who tries to hurt you.”
“Maybe you’ve got it backwards,” he heartened, face lowering to mine. “Maybe you’re my hero.” “I hate maybes.” “And I love you,” he hummed. “Deeply and wildly out of my control.”
God, his fucking eyes were carnality embodied.
“Every time you gave me your wicked smile or got closer than you should have and forced me to smell that goddamn coconut shampoo you use, it got worse.” He nosed my neck where my hair fell, inhaling a hit of the addiction he was lamenting about. “It got so bad, I was in pain whenever you were around and in agony whenever you weren’t.”
His voice dug deeper, sinking its teeth into the frenzy I inspired in him and burning hotter, turning torrid. “I have never in my life been reduced so completely to such a primal state before. I wanted you so madly, I felt it with every part of me. Every fiber, every molecule I possess, you possessed until you were all I thought about. You turned me into a man of want and need for something I couldn’t have… and you had fun with it.”
I’d accepted complacency as a form of happiness because I wasn’t aware there was anything past it. Then there was her. Being with Kat was like waking up one day and finding out you’d been living in a grayscale world where a rainbow of colors had always been waiting to sprout. You accepted the ordinary because you didn’t know there was anything extra beyond it.
“I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
I pushed off of the doorframe, leaving him behind with the truth rolling out and over my shoulder. “I’d rock your entire fucking world.” I heard him suck in a slow breath before catching up to me, mumbling something under his breath that sounded distinctly like, “too late.”
