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She’d given every indication that she was anything but innocent, yet I felt her body give way the second I pushed inside her. A body that was temptation incarnate—feminine curves and skin soft as a ripe peach. She was fucking incredible, and I was her first. What was it about that fact that made me feel so damn barbaric? Like I needed to bang my chest and drag her back to my cave where no other man could even look at her.
“Look, this was fun, but I told you that I wasn’t looking for anything.” “Neither was I, but sometimes you end up in places you never meant to be.”
“Did you know that the first person who discovers a star gets to name it anything they want?” She was silent for a second before slowly turning her head side to side. “No, but I’m not a star, Bishop. You can’t own me.” “No one owns the stars, baby. Everyone can admire them from a distance, but that one man whose eyes first sighted that brilliant speck of light and recognized it for the treasure that it is, that man will always have a special bond with that star.”
“All I wanted was for you to give me a chance. You can still experience the world with me—anything out there, I’ll give it to you. All you have to do is ask,” he said fervently. “I think I can do that,” I whispered.
“Lucky for you, I’m Irish, and we’re used to our women being entirely too batshit crazy to control.”
“I’m not asking for forever yet, just that you’ll give me a chance. Give us a chance.” I leaned forward hesitantly and allowed my lips to ghost against his. “I don’t want to push you away anymore. I don’t want it to be over.” “Whatever this is, kitten, it’s not the end. This is only the beginning.”
