Inked Obsession (Montgomery Ink Fort Collins #2) - Carrie Ann Ryan Page 0,81
did the same. “You love me?” I asked.
“Of course, I love you, you asshole. You saved my life. But you were bleeding, and I thought you were dead, and oh my God, I don’t know what I would’ve done if you had died. Don’t do that again, Beckett.”
“I will always be there to save you. Always.”
“No. You don’t get to do that. You don’t get to almost die for me.”
“You would have done the same for me.”
“I tried, and then you were bleeding, and I couldn’t do anything. I love you so much, Beckett.”
“I love you, too. It might be too soon but fuck it. We’ve all lost so much, and almost lost double that. I love you so fucking much, Eliza. I don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, but just stay with me. Be with me. I don’t want to face the future without you at my side.”
She leaned down, and I took her lips, and I was lost.
Chapter 23
Eliza
I woke up with Beckett’s head between my thighs and groaned, orgasming right as I looked at Beckett’s face. He hovered over me and kissed me softly, then slid smoothly into me. I groaned, wrapping my legs around his waist and rocked into him as we slowly kissed and made love, the two of us lost in each other.
“Well, that’s one way to wake up,” I said on a laugh.
“Last night was the first night I was allowed to fuck you hard into the mattress, so I figured I’d wake you up a little smoother.”
I held on to Beckett’s waist, careful not to touch his side. The stitches were out, and he was healing, but I was still careful with him. Just as he was oh so cautious with me. He kissed me again and lovingly slid his hands up and down my body.
“I missed you. I missed this.”
“You weren’t out of commission for long.”
“True, and I did like the sponge baths.”
I narrowed my eyes in a mock glare. “I never once gave you a sponge bath, Beckett Montgomery. Who do you think is giving you sponge baths?”
He laughed. “Probably Benjamin.”
“Now there’s an image,” I said with a laugh.
“I can’t believe he’s out on that trip now,” I said, sighing as I leaned back.
“He needed to go, for reasons only he knows.”
“I hope he’s doing okay.”
“I hope they both are,” Beckett said with a sigh.
“We can’t fix it, Beckett.”
“No, but I want to. I’m the big brother.”
“Whatever you say. We need to shower. And get ready because we have dinner with your parents soon.”
“Oh, great. Thank you for bringing up my parents while I’m naked and covered in you.”
“That’s a lovely image.”
The doorbell rang, and I frowned. “Did someone say they were coming over?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s just a delivery person. Don’t worry, I’ll put on my jeans and answer the door.”
“And I suppose I’ll find some panties.”
“Or just pants. Leave the panties off.”
“Why? Do you want to borrow them?”
He snorted and made his way to the front of the house. I quickly cleaned myself up and slid on my sweats and a tank top from the night before. I was happy. Finally. I hadn’t known what I’d been missing until I was sitting with Beckett, realizing this was my life now. Eventually, I’d move into his place, something we had gone over for a while. It might seem too soon for some, but we weren’t others. This was what we wanted.
We would find our way. Almost losing Beckett had changed everything for me, and I didn’t want to ever wonder what could be without taking a chance in the first place. This was our future. I was his, just as he was mine.
“Eliza, darling, you’d better come out here.”
Something in his tone worried me, and I practically ran to the front door. And then I nearly tripped over my feet.
“Eli? What are you doing here?”
“It took me a while to get time off, but since you were almost hit by a car, I figured I’d come and check on my baby sister.” He glared at Beckett, at his sweat-slick skin, and the fact that it clearly looked like we had just been having sex.
“It seems I’ve interrupted something.”
I rolled my eyes and tugged my brother into the room.
“Stop it. This is my home. You know Beckett.”
“Oh, I know all about Beckett.”
“Eli.”
My brother scowled harder. “You’re my baby sister. He understands.”
“This is my home, Eli. And you know I’m with Beckett.”