“That was incredible,” Jarrett said when they came up for air. “Thank you.”
“I’ve been dreaming of it for weeks. I was too scared to do anything after what happened last time.”
“You don’t have to be scared of hurting me, angel.” He touched Marc’s face gently. “And you don’t ever have to be scared of me. You’ve heard a lot of lies about me, I’m sure. But I’m only a man. I’d never hurt you.” He remembered dragging Marc out of the bed, but he’d been in shock. He hadn’t been intending to beat the guy up or anything.
And only a few hours ago, hadn’t he seriously considered killing him?
No, not seriously. The possibility had presented itself as a solution, perhaps something another man would never contemplate. But he’d dismissed it quickly. He wanted Marc. They had so much more to do. What t
