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“Mm?”
I paused, wondering if I really should ask what I was about to.
“Taz?”
“I-I don’t know if I should ask.”
“Hide nothing from me, Taz.” Storm warned. “That’s how we got to this place where our relationship seems precarious at best.”
“Well, could you hold me a little tighter?” I pleaded.
When he did, I didn’t feel as safe as I’d like.
“Tighter.”
“Taz, talk to me.” He pleaded, tightening his hold on me.
I sighed and snuggled into him.
“I just wanted to feel safe.” I admitted.
“Maybe I should get you Darby.”
I sat up to look down at him.
“Why do you want to break your own heart?” I demanded. “Do you want me to be with Darby so badly?”
He didn’t sit up.
Instead, he folded an arm behind his head. Seeing him like that left me breathless.
“Of course not.” He cleared his throat. “But he knows you better than I do. If he can make you better, then I’ll step out of the way and let him do that.”
“Your arms make me feel safe.” I eyed him. “So, are you going to hold me or not?”
Storm smiled and opened his arms to me.
I settled back against him, and he drew the blankets up to my shoulders.
“Shut out the world right now.” Storm told me. “We can re-enter it tomorrow.”
CHAPTERSEVEN
Taz
Early the next morning, I woke up alone.
For a moment, I laid there, still, trying to convince myself that Storm rushing to my side then holding me all night hadn’t been a dream. I would wake up through the night, feeling safe with his arms around me.
In those moments, I pretended I wasn’t an idiot and had demanded to be his.
In those moments, as I inhaled his scent and felt his strength around me, I hadn’t ruined everything, and he wasn’t calling meP.
He was smiling at me, calling me his and the warmth that sent through me was unbelievable.
Rolling to the side, I pressed my face into his pillow.
If I closed my eyes, I could imagine his hard body still there.