His grip on my face tightens. “Tell me you’ll stay with me.” He pauses. “Please.”
God.
That just made me die and go to heaven.
He’s never said that word before.
Please.
Monsters don’t beg.
Men with hearts the size of mountains do.
And I would gladly be the only one to own his. “I don’t want to be anywhere but right here … with you.”
He presses another aching kiss on my lips, groaning with pain and pleasure. “God, it’s taking every ounce of my self-control not to fuck you right here on this fucking hospital bed.”
Why does everything become raunchy with us so quickly?
I snort. “Keep it in your pants, mister. You’re not nearly healthy enough to think about having sex yet.”
He pulls me closer until I’m leaning heavily over his chest, his hands keeping my face right in front of him. “Doesn’t mean I can’t still fantasize about it like I have been for years.” A filthy grin spreads on his lips. “And I can’t wait to play them all out in real life.”
Fuck.
That honestly made my pussy throb.
“Ahem.”
My lips tear away from his, and a giant blush spreads on my cheeks as I realize who was there, watching us for God only knows how long.
Luca.
Chapter 37
Liam
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The second his face comes into view again, I almost want to jump out of bed and tear it off.
But I don’t.
Because my fucking brother fucking married Jasmine’s sister. And I vowed I wouldn’t cause her more pain.
But damn, am I about ready to punch him in the throat for shooting me.
Just like he was ready to kill me for trying to kill his wife.
Jasmine leans away and clears her throat. “Luca. I didn’t expect you to come in.”
“Neither did I,” he replies, leaning against the doorpost. “But here I fucking am.”
Jasmine throws me a worried look, but I simply tuck her hair behind her ear and nod. “It’s fine.”
“Are you sure?”
I nod. “If he wanted to kill me, he would’ve done it sooner.”