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“You, that’s it Blake. There’s no riddle to decipher, no code to break. I want you.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished

“The idea filled a place inside him he hadn’t even realized was empty. Coming home to find Jordyn waiting for him every night? Eating dinner with her, sleeping beside her and making love to her every night? That was his idea of heaven.
“I’d love it if you stayed with me. Sounds perfect.�
She sighed again, the sound quiet and contented. Utterly satisfied. “Yeah, it does, doesn’t it?� She pressed a string of kisses over his chest then laid her cheek against him. “I’ve wanted you for so long. Part of me still can’t believe this is finally happening.�

A knot of emotion clogged his chest. He hugged her close, rested his head close to hers on the pillow and closed his eyes. “I’m just sorry it took me so long to see everything straight.� He felt her smile form against his skin.

“That’s okay. You were more than worth the wait.�

“You too, angel.�
She’d been his constant all these years. Devoted friend, fierce defender, sounding board and confidant. Now she’d be his lover and partner as well. Blake was never letting her go.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished

“Unable to hold back a second longer, Blake reached out and cradled the side of her face, savoring the feel of that silky soft skin against his palm. His blood thrummed heavily through his veins when she sucked in a sharp breath and stared up at him with that mixture of hope and need that tied him in knots. “So what now?â€� he asked softly, rubbing his thumb gently across her cheekbone. “What do you want?â€�
“You. That’s it, Blake. There’s no riddle to decipher, no code to break. I want you.�
Staring deep into his eyes, she reached up and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, holding him there while she rubbed her cheek against his palm.
The tenderness in the gesture turned his heart over. Lust and satisfaction blasted through him. The painful pressure in his chest eased, relief sweeping aside the doubt and uncertainty. His gaze dropped to her mouth, a silent groan rumbling up inside him when her little pink tongue stole out to lick across her lower lip in a quick, almost nervous motion. Tightening his hand on her face, he wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in close, until only an inch or two of space separated them.
“I want you too,â€� he murmured, and kissed her.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished

“I miss him,â€� she whispered, her voice cracking.
His heart constricted at the grief on her face. “I know, honey.â€� He lifted a hand to stroke the soft waves of her hair. A soothing, reassuring gesture, but to him it meant so much more. His muscles knotted with the need to cup her face between his hands and kiss her the way he’d been dying to for so long. He wanted to kiss away the sadness and the grief, replace it with the heat and tenderness burning inside him.”
― Kaylea Cross, Extinguished