Chapter Ninety

Colton’s eyes were fierce and Angel wanted to cringe away, but she couldn’t. She was trapped. She was losing this battle, and it was too important not to succeed.

“I—” But she had no answer. Nothing to come back with. And it wouldn’t matter, because his next words sealed her fate.

“I love you.” He rested his palm on her cheek and placed the softest of kisses on her lips. “Please,” he whispered and rested his forehead against hers. Waiting.

He loved her.

Her heart pounded as if it were a truth-detecting device, confirming his words were sincere.

Tears came to her eyes, stinging, burning happiness that clamped her throat shut and kept her from answering. Instead, she pulled his mouth to hers in a searing kiss.

He loved her.

He knew she was broken, damaged, and flawed. But Colton loved her, anyway.

She’d teased Garrett the last time she saw him, when he’d told her he was in love. He’d told her there was someone out there for everyone.

She’d thought it a delusional concept—not to mention extremely futile. There were so many people on the planet. If there was one person—her person—out there somewhere, how would she ever find him?

The answer was, she and Colton had found each other. Like magnets, they had come together, and no matter how many times she pushed him away, she knew he would always come back into her life.

He loved her, and he was her person.

Her kiss became more urgent. She needed him.

His moan of assent set her off, and she pulled at his clothes as he ripped the shirt she was wearing to get to her breasts. His kisses moved up her throat to her chin as he twisted out of his pants.

Frantic to get him naked, she tugged his shirt over his head. His lips crashed back to hers after the brief separation. Thunder boomed outside as the rain started. Slow at first, but picking up at a hammering pace.

Just like them.

His hot skin pressed against hers when they were finally bare. She opened for him and he rested against her. Waiting.

They were on the sofa, and the condoms were in the bedroom. In that moment of silence he was asking her to make the decision.

She pushed upward, letting his heat sink deep inside. Filling her body, as well as her heart.

He was hers and she was his.

Completely.