One Funeral (No Weddings Book 2) by Kat Bastion & Stone Bastion

Author:Kat Bastion & Stone Bastion [Bastion, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: romance
Publisher: Kat Bastion and Stone Bastion
Published: 2014-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

One Friday night spent mostly without Cade demanded a hit of the drug that only Cade in the flesh could provide, and the following week proved I’d become addicted. Our time alone together dwindled to scarce or nonexistent while he studied for his final exams. We kept our scheduled dinners with Ben and Mase, but the time afterward had become two people studying together yet separately, the conversation light and only on brief mental breaks.

Even his visits to Sweet Dreams had been abbreviated to only about thirty minutes or so before we opened, where he could concentrate alone without customer interruptions. Yet still he came, even though his time would be better spent studying alone in a library or his bedroom.

And so there he stood in my doorway at 7:22 a.m., looking dark and grumpy.

I laughed, unlocking the door. “’Morning, sourpuss. You know, I could give you a key.”

He gave me a deadpan look, handing me a caffè americano. “Don’t you think that’s moving a bit fast, Maestro? We’re not having the non-sex yet, but you want me to have proprietary access?”

Scrunching my face at him, I pushed him toward the couch. “Study hard, Future MBA Graduate. I’ll be in back, making the cupcakes.”

He dropped his things, put the coffee on the table, but then turned, growling as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. “I don’t like all this time away from you. I’m going through withdrawal. Look, my hands are shaking.” He proceeded to slide them around my waist.

“No they’re not. They feel solid as a rock.”

His mouth descended to my ear, hot breath fanning over the shell. I shivered. His voice was a low purr. “That’s not the only thing solid as a rock. Man can’t think with no blood flow to his brain.”

I pressed further into him, enjoying his warmth, the safety of his arms. All the doubt and fear I’d once had kept slipping further away the longer we went on with this non-dating charade. He needed me, wanted me, as badly as I did him. Denying ourselves any longer would only ratchet up the building tension we each felt until at some point we came together—explosively.

I only hoped when we decided to let go, to crash into one another, we’d survive it.

“I know. It’s hard for me too. I’m in desperate need of us time.” I burrowed closer until his heart thumped hard against my cheek, until every breath I took smelled and tasted like him. “I need more of this. When you aren’t with me during the day, I need hits of oxygen to make it through.”

His shoulders shook and his chest rumbled as he leaned back to look down at me. “I’ll get you one of those tanks with wheels. At the end of all this, when I’m free from academia, will you be waiting for me?”

Our inside joke rang out into my head, about Cade thinking I’d look great in anything. I grinned and nodded. “With burlap on.”

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