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“I’m all ears, Kitten.”
I didn’t have main character energy. I was more of the quirky, cute best friend with all the sage advice.
“Fake it til you make it, Kitten.”
“I’m all yours.”
“No matter what I do,” Clay whispered in the shell of my ear. “Keep your eyes on him.”
The more I pretended like she was mine to tease like that, the more it felt like she really was.
“Can I touch you, Giana?” he whispered.
I wanted her. I wanted her so badly my chest had a gaping hole in it whenever I wasn’t with her.
“I couldn’t eat,” he started, knee still bouncing. “Couldn’t train, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t do anything other than make myself sick thinking about him touching you.”
“I have thought of nothing and no one but you since that night on the observatory tower.”
“I want you,” he repeated on a raspy breath. “And I don’t want to pretend anymore.”
“I’m yours,” I whispered.
“You don’t want to be someone’s muse,” Clay rasped. “You want to be someone’s undoing. And let me tell you, Kitten…” His voice rumbled against my ear before he sucked the lobe between his teeth. “You’re mine.”
“You read my books,” I breathed, a question and a disbelief all at once. “Fuck yeah, I did.” “Why?” Clay swallowed, brushing his knuckles along the side of my cheek. “I told myself it was to help you get Shawn,” he said. “But in truth, it was to help me please you.”
“You want me to be the only one,” he corrected me, and fuck if I didn’t gasp out a weak yes in affirmation.
“That’s the thing about love,” he said, kissing my hair. “It doesn’t need to be reciprocated to be real.”
