Page 130 of Possess Me

I lifted my sunglasses to get a better look before we both heard a splashing sound. Jerking up, I almost immediately raced to the pool to jump in and save Bella. But she hadn’t fallen.

The little monster had purposely jumped in and was having the time of her life frolicking under the waterfall. The house was surrounded by gorgeous mountains, the backdrop with cactus and tufts of some strange grass in the forefront. With vibrant yellows and pinks in flowers, I could easily describe the setting as beautiful.

His house was large, but I certainly wouldn’t call it a mansion. The furnishings suited him perfectly and I’d spent an hour going from room to room to try to learn more about him.

He’d said nothing, merely trailed behind me as I’d touched his things.

Without asking.

But he hadn’t seemed to mind.

“If so, I guess we’re both going to hell,” I said almost whimsically.

He didn’t expect my answer, choking to the point I laughed. “You’re serious.”

“Probably. We killed people.” I had felt guilt for doing so, but when I’d served in the Air Force, I’d shot down a plane full of insurgents. What was the difference? Just as he’d protected me more than once, I’d been able to return the favor.

And it had felt damn good.

“Because it was necessary.”

“All in a day’s work.”

“Not in my typical day. At least not any longer. I’m curious. After your analogy for using protective measures, what do you think about love?” He asked the question with a single eyebrow lifted.

“It’s like a hurricane.”

“O-kay. Explain.” I did so adore the dimples that only showed when his smile covered his entire face.

“Horrific wind that sucks you in and refuses to let you go.”

Even under his dark shades, I could tell he had no clue what to make of me. Why not keeping him guessing?

“When you put it that way, I want nothing to do with it.”

“Okay, bad boy. How would you describe it?”

There was something so adorable about the way he scratched his facial hair. Now it was a full-on beard. He’d still yet to shave and I found the look incredibly edible. I giggled at the thought.

“Love is like the first taste of peaches in the springtime after they’ve had a chance to ripen. Sweet and juicy. Love is like running into a rainstorm, feeling free while water soaks yourskin. And love is very much like feeling the excitement of being lost in someone else, experiencing things that you used to take for granted as if for the first time. That’s what love is like.”

I eased my legs off the lounge chair, leaning over so I could really take a good look at him. “You read that somewhere. Right?”

This time, his grin was lopsided. “Maybe. But it’s true.”

“Have you ever felt that way?”

He removed his sunglasses and reached over to slip mine down my face. “Yes. Twice.”

As his eyes darted back and forth across mine, I took and held a shallow breath. No other man had ever made me feel the way he had. Everything about him was exciting, even if at times I wanted to smack him across the face.

“When was the last time?” Why in God’s name did I ask? What if there was another woman out there in the wild I’d be forced to hear all about?Oh, stupid girl.

“About four days ago.”

A tiny thrill tore through me. “Love at first sight?”

Vissarian wrinkled his nose. “More like a bit of lust with contempt mixed in.”