“No, thank you.” I move my hands to his waist, slipping my fingers under his tee so I can touch his hot skin.
His breath quickens, and I’m buzzing with the heat surging between us. Lifting my chin, I place my lips against his muscled neck. The ice is melting. He’s coming home to me, and when he speaks, it’s a husky whisper.
“You need to find someone who deserves you, Drew-baby.”
My chest squeezes. That’s the nickname I love.
“I found him.”
Gray has been my hero since I was four. Now he’s going away so everyone else will see him as a hero. I just want him to stay here and be my man.
Large hands trace my waist, sliding along my hips. I lean back so our eyes can meet. “Kiss me, Gray.”
Blinking slowly, I’m drunk on his presence, on being exactly where I’ve dreamed of being all those nights. The muscle in his jaw moves, and the struggle in his eyes is clear.
But I know something else. He won’t tell me no.
Leaning into his chest, I ask one last time. “Kiss me.”
And my wish is granted…