Go Away, Darling - Alexis Anne Page 0,69

to my core and causing my inner muscles to squeeze him tight.

“Damn, Liv,” he breathed out.

I glanced down at his handsome face. “What?”

He shook his head, his eyes wide with wonder. “We’re going to have the best life.” He gripped my hips in his large, capable hands, and thrust up. “And I’m really not going to mind working on making babies with you. Not one little bit.”

Epilogue

Scott

I knew she was there without looking. It had always been that way with Lucy. From the day I met her I could feel her presence. Like a lovesick fool I’d stared at her that day, unable to look away until I’d memorized everything about her.

She was beautiful, yes, of course she was beautiful, but that wasn’t what captivated me. It was her no-nonsense confidence. Lucy was a brilliant ballbuster, she got shit done, but she did it with heart. She loved her friends and would fight to the death for them.

I wanted that.

Selfish bastard that I was, I wanted her to love me in that brash, brilliant way. But I knew it was selfish so I’d stayed away, working on myself, attempting to be less of a jerk and more worthy of her love.

But at my core I was too weak. I couldn’t live without her.

And that’s how we ended up here.

“What are you doing up so early? It’s what? Two in the morning your time?”

She stopped beside me, the wind making her bathrobe flutter around her body. “I took a sleeping pill when I got in. I’ve had ten hours of sleep.”

Lucy was always so good about adjusting to time zone changes. She was a master of jetlag and a conqueror of travel.

Or maybe I just thought everything she did was supernatural.

“Mmmm.” I made some sort of noncommittal sound but kept my eyes trained on the horizon. The sun didn’t rise in the west but I enjoyed watching the sky change anyway. Besides, I couldn’t look at her. I knew the minute I did I’d dissolve.

She arrived unexpectedly early while I was at the Anderson house helping Ben with a piece of furniture. By the time I got home she was asleep.

“It’s beautiful here.”

Not as beautiful as you. “I’m sorry I wasn’t home when you arrived.”

“I took an earlier flight and didn’t tell you. It was my fault.”

“Thank you for coming.” She didn’t have to. She could have told me to jump off a bridge—should have told me to go fuck myself. But she didn’t. She was never spiteful. A grudge holder, but not spiteful. I called her the honey badger. She was all sweet and adorable unless you crossed her.

And then, well, good luck, mate.

I didn’t understand why she hadn’t annihilated me.

“We have things that need dealing with, Scott.”

I winced at the business tone she took. “I should have come back. I apologize.”

“Don’t apologize.” She waved me off. “Are you kidding? I’ve been trying to get you to take time off forever.” She turned to face me. “You needed time with your brothers and I’m happy you came here.”

I couldn’t help it. I glanced her way and fell into the abyss. Her eyes always did me in. They took me to another plane of existence where I’d never made idiotic choices, where anything was possible. “It’s good to see you.” So good. She still had wrinkles from her pillow on her cheek and her hair was haphazardly looped into a bun on the top of her head, but my God she was gorgeous. My mind instantly ran through the catalogue of her face each morning she woke in my bed.

Every good memory I managed to fuck up with my issues.

She stepped closer. “I’m so fucking pissed at you.” Her voice was a soft whisper. “You left me. You walked out the door like…like—”

I kissed her. It was stupid, I know. Insane. And yet I wrapped my arm around her waist and crashed my lips against hers, so hungry for her it hurt—physically hurt—to be apart from her.

It took everything I had to stop. She didn’t push me away even though she remained stiff as I pressed my forehead into hers. “Like my pain was more important than yours.” I finished for her. I opened my eyes and saw that hers were closed. “I told you before our first kiss that I was a selfish asshole. That I’d hurt you. I can’t tell you how much I regret the things I’ve done to prove that true.”

Her eyes flew open. “You let the