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"Then why are you crying?"

"It's nothing " I mumbled wiping my face clean with my palms.

His gaze darkened as his grip on my arms tightened , backing me against the wall.

"Don't lie to me!" He seethed out in a commanding voice that was all too familiar to me, I couldn't avoid a flinch .

He muttered a curse looking frustrated, but this time I somehow knew it wasn't directed at me.

His gaze softened as he abruptly let go of his grip on my arm.

"Just tell me what's wrong so I can correct it okay?"

"it's really nothing, I just thought you were so perfect with Hazel, and my emotions just..." I trailed off.

I watched surprise passed through his gaze for a moment before it completely disappeared.

"You're really doing good...i just wish it would remain like that "

Exhaling aloud he averted his gaze from mine

" I'll never deserve the both of you "

A silent sigh escaped my mouth as I cupped his chin, feeling the rough stubble of his beard against my palms.

"But either way you belong to us, you aren't letting go either "

I watched his eyes glazed with unconcealed desire as his palms enclosed over one of my palms yanking me to his hard chest.

"Never "

His rough emotion filled voice made my legs weak.

" Love me Gracie " he growled against the vulnerable skin of my neck.

"I will"

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I sealed my lips with his.

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Chapter SIXTY

GRACIE

"Love me Gracie!" his voice cracked out filled with raw emotions that made his gaze seemed darker and stormy.

"I will..."I found myself whispering passionately.

He made no move to touch me other from the firm grip that held me against his hard chest ....i could feel the tenseness radiating off his muscles....His laboured breath indicated that he was fighting an internal battle with himself .He was trying to hold himself back.

I realized slowly that he was giving me an opportunity to choose if I wanted him or not ...the thought took my breath away and at the same time made me feel....needed and gave me a sense of freedom.

His gaze held mine like a spell, like a dangerous, delirious kind of magic.I swallowed, my heart thrummed with anticipation and an inexplicable, unidentifiable hunger.

The air got so thick , it became hard to draw in a breath.

A hot pool of need spread from my lower stomach to every part of my body.I needed him, wanted his touch on my skin.