Fight by Paige Hill

Author:Paige Hill [Hill, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fate Series, Book 1
Publisher: Paige Hill
Published: 2018-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Sitting there, wrapped in Declan arms, I feel safer than I ever have. He runs his fingers through the length of my hair and it soothes my frayed nerves. With my ear laid directly on his chest, I can hear his heartbeat speed up, but for what I am unsure.

“Are you going to turn me in?” I finally ask.

“No,” he says on an exhale as the rough timber of his voice rolls through me.

“Why not? Don’t get me wrong, I’m in no hurry to go to prison, I just can’t imagine why you would risk anything for me. You’re risking your job.” My statement is the truth and it pains me to know my past is going to come back on him. “I can’t let that come back on you.”

Declan stands with me still wrapped tightly in his arms. He strides from the kitchen to the couch and lowers our bodies onto the soft cushion, pulling me closer as he does. The warmth of his arms around me provide more security than I have the right to feel. We sit in comfortable silence, just briefly before he places a gentle kiss on the top of my head. Curling a tender finger under my chin, he forces me to look at him.

“I’m not giving you up to anyone. Not the cops, and certainly not him.” He is looking me square in the eyes and the intensity of his gaze is almost too much to take. My skin heats and I am given a slight reprieve as his eyes move slowly to my lips. Instinctively, I lick my bottom lip and tug it between my teeth, curious what his might taste like. Thankfully, I don’t have to wait long before his strong mouth takes over mine. His kiss is unimaginably soft and firm at the same time. I don’t believe anyone has ever kissed me with so much passion. His tongue snakes out, licking the seam of my lips, silently asking for permission. I open for him and it’s difficult not to moan at the intrusion. We stay, locked on one another until we are forced to separate, gasping for air. His taste, his touch, his scent—it’s all too much.

He cradles my face in his strong hands, his right thumb gently rubbing circles on my cheek. Lowering his forehead to mine, he takes a deep breath.

“I am so fucking sorry.” His words are simple, but their meaning is not. The way he looks at me, the way he holds me. All of it. He feels the weight of my past and while I hate the thought of anyone having that burden, I am truly grateful that I no longer have to carry it alone. It no longer matters if I go to jail or Mark kills me. I was finally able to tell someone the truth, not bare bones, but the complete truth. All the gory details that most people can’t stomach. Something I’ve never been able to force myself into. It’s different with Declan.

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