Crash Into Me - L.A. Fiore Page 0,64

much as I want you naked right now, when I fuck you again, I want it in our bed.”

It had only been a couple of months. It was crazy. I wasn’t just moving in with him; I was in love with him. I couldn’t imagine my life without him. The thought of losing him had my legs going weak. He was across the room in a heartbeat.

“What just happened?”

Looking into those eyes, I couldn’t stop the words. “I love you.”

His hold on me tightened, but it was watching his gray gaze turn stormy that had me saying it again. “I love you, Kade.”

He walked me back until I hit the wall, his hands moved into my hair, his focus unwavering. “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

He growled, before he kissed me, not hard, not rough, but deep and long and filled with promise. He broke the kiss, his breathing as heavy as my own. “I’ve never in my life said those words,” he whispered. “I wasn’t sure I knew what it felt like, but from the moment you walked into my office, there’s been a pain right here.” He took my hand and pressed it against his chest. “One that only eases when you’re around.” His mask was off now. “We never should have met, but I can’t imagine a life without you.” His gaze drilled into mine. “I love you.”

It was my turn to demand, “Say it again.”

He smiled, not grinned, but smiled, before he said in that voice I loved so much. “I love you.”

He kissed me again, deeper, longer, and as much as I wanted to get naked, he was determined to wait. I fisted his tee, held his tender gaze. “We need to get this shit done.”

In reply, he kissed me, again.

I lay in bed and watched Kade sleep. My body was pressed against his, his hand on my ass, but his breathing was deep and even. We’d packed my apartment in record time. I was going to miss Ethan, but it hadn’t been hard leaving my apartment. I was rarely there with the hours I kept. But moving in with this man, we could live in a box by the river, and I’d go happily. I smiled thinking about earlier. As soon as we stepped off the elevator, he dragged me to his bed, but it didn’t stop there. He fucked me on the kitchen counter, on the dining room table, the sofa in the living room, he even fucked me up against the windows. We ordered Chinese takeout, sat in the living room, barely dressed, and had a picnic. It had been the perfect day.

I was careful when I climbed from the bed. Salem was curled up next to me, but he jumped from the bed and followed me out of the bedroom. I pulled on Kade’s tee and moved to the living room, standing by the windows, looking out at the city that never slept.

I faced death every day. It was what I chose to do, but there was a part of me that I’d buried deep, the part that feared what I did for a living. That fear had begun to grow stronger after meeting Kade. I knew better than most how fast it could be taken away. How one minute you’re attending the event of your life, and the next, you’re another statistic. For so long, my job was my life. I was good at it, and I loved it, but being with Kade, I understood now there was more to life. And that was what had that fear growing. I thought of Katrina, and as much as our lives were different, she had found happiness. I really needed to believe that. Her baby, the man she’d found comfort with, and it was taken from her.

I loved the city. If you asked me two months ago where I saw myself in ten years, I would have said exactly where I was. A family, children, for me, that was much like the fairy tale. I never really saw it happening because I never found anyone I wanted that with. And then I met Kade. He filled all the places in me I didn’t know were empty, and I knew I did the same for him. Now, I didn’t just think about it, but I wanted it. I wanted children with him, wanted the house on the beach with Kade in his faded jeans and bare feet. I wanted days of playing and nights