The s*x that had followed Emery’s brush with death had been nothing short of mind-blowing. They’d both collapsed in a tangle of limbs, gleaming with sweat. He’d taken her into his arms, and covered her face and neck with soft, teasing kisses that held so much raw emotion she’d had to rub tears from her cheeks.
Yet neither of them had been brave enough to speak.
I love you.
I love youThree words heavy with consequences. Until she was brave enough to say them, she’d breathe life into them with her kisses, her caresses, and hopefully he’d feel what her heart wanted so desperately to tell him.
She closed her eyes, breathing deeply. The faint whisper of water on tile drifted to her ears. Curious and also shy, she slipped out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her body. Holding it tight with
