“Oh, will you?” I tease.
“I will.”
Ignoring what I know is a horrendous case of morning breath, he presses his lips to mine and sweeps his tongue into my mouth.
The kiss is so sweet it sends tingles right the way to my toes.
And he doesn’t stop, not until I’m squirming with the need for him to deepen it, my body proving my head wrong about being unable to take any more after the delicious overuse it had the night before.
When he finally pulls back, my chest is heaving and I wrap my hand around the back of his neck to drag him back to me, not ready to lose that incredible connection with him yet.
But he holds steady, content on just staring down at me with his swollen lips and puppy-dog eyes.
“Tell me that you’re moving in with me, Demon,” he almost begs. “My home isn’t my home without you in it.”
My heart soars at his words.
“Toby,” I sigh, and he seems to take that as my hesitation to say yes, which it absolutely is not.
“Your mum will be right downstairs. You can escape me whenever you need to. And Bri is only a few minutes away in your car. I need you, baby.”
I smile up at him, lowering my hand until it’s pressed over his heart.
“There’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be.”
All the air escapes his lips in a rush as if he was physically holding his breath for my answer.
“Yeah?”
“I love you, Toby.”
“I love you too, baby. You saved me. Fixed me. You’ve reminded me of the person I really am and you’ve made him better. You’re everything. Everything,” he repeats as my eyes burn with tears.
“Can you do something for me?”
“Anything. Just name it.”
“In the future, when you ask me something equally as important as moving in with you,” he nods eagerly, and I know he’s thinking exactly the same thing I am with the way his eyes twinkle in excitement, “maybe actually ask me instead of telling me.”
“Meh. If it’s not broke, why fix it?”
My response to that is cut off by another one of his knee-weakening kisses, and I close my eyes and allow myself to drown in this incredible guy who crashed into my life and changed it in more ways than I ever would have imagined.
Things might still be messy. But together, we can get through anything. I know we can.
Calli
Five days earlier…
My legs move as if I’ve got the devil himself chasing after me.
Well, to be fair, I pretty much do. He’s just currently in no position to be running anywhere. I hope.
My heart pounds so hard in my chest, I swear I can feel it in my ears.
I don’t look back.
I can’t.