Cross My Heart: A Waverley-Cay Novel by Avery Maxwell

Author:Avery Maxwell [Maxwell, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Best of Us LLC
Published: 2020-06-15T18:30:00+00:00

Lanie

Chapter 22

“What the fiddlesticks are you doing in my room?” I know I’m shrieking, but if he is doing what I think he is doing, I’ll kill him.

“Jesus Christ, Lanie. You scared the shit out of me,” Dexter says, appearing nervous. He is guilty, I know it! I’m living with a total creeper.

I stare from Dex to the portly man on a ladder in my room, then back to Dex. Hands on my hips, face flaming red, I wait for him to explain. The stout man quietly climbs down the ladder giving Dexter one of those man looks. You know the ones, they say, “good luck to you.”

“You gosh-dang creeper. Are you putting one of your cameras in my room? Why? Why would you do that?”

Dexter looks mad.

Good, I ruined his plan, but what kind of pervert is he? Let him be angry. Three quick strides are all it takes for him to cross the hallway to meet me.

Low and dangerous, he speaks, “Let’s get one thing clear right the fuck now, you hear me, Lanie? I am not now, nor have I ever been a creeper. Have I done anything, anything at all to make you think you couldn’t trust me?” He asks, inches from my face.

“You did put cameras all over the house when you were in London,” I point out.

“Dang, she got you there, boss,” says the burly man.

Dexter gives him a deathly glare and he goes back to work.

“Lanie,” he sighs, “I’m not putting cameras in your room,” he pauses and grips the back of his neck, seeming more unsure of himself than I’ve ever seen him.

I let out a long breath. “Then what are you doing, Mr. Cross?”

“Fuck, Lanie. Are we back to Mr. Cross?” He raises my face to his, “I’m installing emergency LED floodlights in your room. If the power ever goes out, they kick on within two seconds. I-I just didn’t want you to be afraid anymore,” he tells me.

My world starts spinning. Did he really just do this for me?

He cradles my face in his hands, thumbs wiping away tears I didn’t even know had fallen. “Lanie. Lanie, look at me, sweetheart.”

I raise my eyes to his.

“I’m going to do stuff like this for you every day. Every single day you’re going to be treated the way you should have been treated your entire life.”

Without another thought, my hands wrap around his neck and I kiss him. I kiss him with every piece of my heart I can give. I’m greedy, a feeling I’ve never experienced with a man before. My tongue asks for entry; when his lips comply, he gives me a moment to lead, then takes over.

His kisses leave me breathless. He tastes of mint and coffee. His lips are sweet and soft. His tongue begins dominating mine, his hands entangled in my hair. Somehow, he has walked us backward. I’m up against a wall, but I don’t feel trapped. I don’t feel scared. I feel wanted, needed even. I realize he makes me feel special.

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