46. Kate

Throwing me onto the bed It’s like a living dream. I’d allowed myself to wonder what would happen that first night and here I am. So what if I’m another notch on his bedpost, it doesn’t matter anymore. It’s like ticking a box, /you tell yourself that/ Raya sarcastically adds.

The idea that I won't see him again after tonight does make my heart ache. Especially when he joins me on the bed. As the mattress sank with our combined weight, I rolled me towards him, my arm and shoulders against his solid chest. Laid down flat, gazing up at him, propped up by an elbow he watches me. Those dark eyes completely fixed on mine. I gently lift some fallen black locks from his forehead, pushing them behind his ear.

It’s just a natural, comfortable position. Just two people gazing at each other. The fact we were completely naked, flushed and panting seemed immaterial. Stripped of everything, even the cool leather jacket Dex is still an intimidating presence.

Those jet black tattoos, fierce strips