“Okay,” I whispered yet again then started deep breathing.
Chace stared in my eyes.
I stopped deep breathing and bit the side of my lower lip.
Chace’s eyes dropped to my mouth as he murmured, “Wookieepedia.”
I let my lip go and informed him, “Later when things are, um… less intense, I’ll need your opinion on whether Greedo or Han shot first.”
Chace’s lips tipped up as his brows drew up and his eyes came back to mine, “Is my opinion a deal breaker?”
Nothing with Chace was a deal breaker.
Not anymore.
Still.
“Um…” I mumbled.
His hands at my head pressed in, his thumbs sliding over my cheekbones, one coming to land on my lips as his face got super close and the lip tip faded clean away before he whispered a thick, rough, “Fuck, Faye, but I f**kin’ love you.”
Okay, I didn’t like curse words all that much.
But that sounded really, really good.
“I’m glad,” I whispered back.
His thumbs moved back over my cheekbones then his chin lifted and he kissed my nose before he muttered, “Go clean up, honey, so we can get some shuteye.”
I nodded.
Chace rolled off.
I walked to the bathroom, cleaned up, walked out, went to my dresser and pulled on a new nightie. This one super tight, stretchy and purple that had lace at the cups, was sheer everywhere else and I added the lacy, string-bikini panties that matched.
When I turned to walk back to the bed, Chace’s eyes were on me but aimed low and they didn’t move from my body even as I moved.
I lifted a knee to plant it in the bed and his eyes came to mine.
“Seriously?” he asked a question I didn’t know the answer to.
So I answered, “Um…”
Chace lunged.
We didn’t get shuteye for some time and when we settled, I had the nightie on but the panties were on the floor.
My apartment was dark, we were on our sides, face to face (or my face in his throat, his in the top of my hair), bodies tangled and I was two steps from dream world when he murmured, “Han shot first. Greedo didn’t have a prayer.”
This was the right answer.
Han Solo was badass and Chace knew it.
Therefore, because of that and other more important reasons, I fell asleep smiling.
Chapter Eighteen
My Sister