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Green eyes. Green dress. Symbolic of life and nature. Green. Apparently it was my new favorite fucking color.
A frown creased her brow. “Is everything okay? You’re acting weird.” No, they’re not. Things haven’t been okay since the day I first saw you.
“Is that all you want?” “Not even close.” A tiny shiver rippled through her at the roughness of my reply. “Because you don’t want to go through the trouble of finding another regular companion for events.” “Because I don’t want to be jailed for murder if anyone touches a hair on your head.”
She thought her rent at the Mirage was low? That was nothing compared to how she lived rent-free in my fucking head.
“Christian, let me put it in plain terms. It is illegal for you to enter private homes without prior permission, even if you own the building.” Hmm. I supposed it was. Too bad I gave zero fucks about the law.
“I’m not a jealous man, Stella. I have never envied someone for what they have or who they’re with, and yet…” My fingers glided down to her wrist. “I’m jealous of every person you smile at.” A brush over her fingers. “Every laugh I don’t hear.”
The only way you’ll change your mind is through experience, not words.”
Christian pressed a light kiss on my mouth before he slid a hand over my hip. “Good. Now…” He hooked a finger in the string of my bikini. “Let’s quiet that overactive mind of yours, shall we?”
A takto, prosím pekne, zabiješ overthinkovanie 😎 to je tak ťažké pochopiť? Christian Harper vie ako sa postarať o ženu 😏
The calm to my chaos, the silence to my storm.
“Do you want to know another secret, Stella?” My voice was unrecognizable in its rawness. “I can’t say no to you.” Not when it came to the things that mattered. “But I will always be here if you need me, no matter how far in distance or time. I don’t care if we’re on different continents or if it’s five, fifty years in the future. I never want you to wake up and feel like you’re alone, because you’re not. You’ll always have me.” My eyes burned as my final, greatest truth scraped up my throat. “I love you. So fucking much.”

