Chapter Twenty-SixBrielle
After we made love, Hale made sure I was okay, giving me small sips from a bottle of water and covering me up with blankets. But now, as I’m resting on the bed, feeling sated and happy, his features are twisted with confusion.
“If tonight was too much, if I’m too much…fuck,” he curses.
I place my hand over his heart. I can read it all over him. He’s questioning if he pushed me too far, if his dominant nature is too much for me to handle.
“You don’t have to change for me.” You don’t have to make me love you, because I already do. I hope my gaze on his communicates everything I need it to, because my words are failing me.
“You’re amazing,” he says, gazing at me thoughtfully. “I never thought I’d want this again. And I do. I want you. Forever.”
I know this is a
