My.
God.
“Knight,” I breathed.
“You are not walkin’ away from me.”
“Okay,” I found myself agreeing.
“He made his play for you last night, shoulda known, you on the scene, you’d catch his eye. I heard. I lost it. Was pissed at him, took it out on you. Babe, I get pissed, I do it a lot, that’ll happen.”
“Okay,” I repeated.
“I’ll try to stop it but I know me. There are times I’ll fail. You gotta get it and roll with it.”
“Okay,” I whispered again.
“Now, movers’re almost done. I’m gonna cook. You’re gonna take your coat off and give me your keys so Spinolli can move your car. And you’re gonna drink a glass of wine, eat and spend the afternoon with me.”
“Okay,” I said softly.
He held my face in his hands as he held my eyes.
Then he whispered, “Okay.”
Then my breath left me, my heart, which had finally started beating again, tripped as his hands tipped my face up, his head dipped down and he slid his nose along the side of mine as he continued to hold my eyes captive.
“I’ll kill him, he touches you again,” he murmured.
Oh boy.
“Knight,” I breathed, my fingers clenching tighter in his tee.
“Kill anyone, they touch you.”
Oh God.
I closed my eyes and felt his nose slide back up as a tingle slid up my spine into my scalp then I felt his forehead touch mine right before he released me.
Since he was moving away, I had no choice but to let his shirt go, so I did and opened my eyes.
“Yo!” he called as he walked to the opening to the kitchen. “One of you boys go downstairs, can you take a set of keys to the doorman?”
“No worries,” one of them called back.
Knight turned to me.
I stared at him a beat then took my bag off my shoulder, dug in it and pulled out my keys. I walked to him, he lifted his hand palm up, I dropped them in and his eyes caught mine a second before he turned and disappeared around the wall.
I stood in his kitchen holding my purse wondering what on earth was wrong with me.
Then it came to me.
“Wars fought over a face like this.”
I was trembling, scared now for a different reason, a far more terrifying reason but I didn’t move. I just stood in his kitchen trembling.
Then he reappeared and looked at me.