Reckless Pursuit by Morgan James

Author:Morgan James [James, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Morgan James

Twenty-Four

AIDEN

A dozen emotions flickered across her expressive face in rapid succession. I knew her first thought was that it might be a ring. Part of me wished it was. One day it would be, but I wasn't going to propose over the kitchen table. I had bigger plans for my girl.

“We'll get to that,” I said softly.

Her eyes darted to mine and she licked her lips, making me want to pull her into my lap and cover them with my own. I tapped the top of the box with my fingertip. “First this.”

With a shaky hand she reached out and lifted the top off the box. The air seemed to leave her lungs in a soft whoosh, and I wasn't sure if it was prompted by relief or disappointment. Her fingers traced the key nestled inside before lifting it out and holding it up between us.

I grasped her hand with my own. “This key is yours, so you know this is your house, too.”

Her mouth moved but no sound came out, and I smiled. Grasping her hand, I pulled her out of her chair and over to me. She came willingly, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as I tugged her into my lap. “What do you think? Is it too much, too soon?”

She shook her head. “No, it's... I just...”

Her voice was almost reverent when she spoke again. “I never thought this would happen.”

My heart constricted even as something else rose up inside me, filling my chest to bursting. “It was always meant to happen.” I cupped her chin in my hand. “You and I were made for each other.”

A tremulous smile stretched over her face, and I couldn’t resist the urge to taste her. Sliding my hand around the back of her head I drew her down to me and covered her lips with my own. Izzy was mine—mine to kiss, mine to love and protect. My heart swelled, and I somehow managed to break the kiss.

Izzy licked her lips, and I brushed my thumb over her cheek as I cleared my throat. “Now, this key comes with a stipulation.”

Her expression turned wary as she peered down at me. “What do you mean?”

“It means you come home to me every night, and I wake up to you every morning—except,” I added when she opened her mouth, “when you have something you're working on for school. Your education needs to come first, always. Finish out the year, focus on getting a job. I'll be right here.”

“What if I want to come here every night?” she challenged.

“You absolutely can. But you study first.”

She pouted a little bit, and it was so irresistibly cute I had to restrain myself from stealing a kiss. “No kissing...” I trailed my finger along her collarbone. “No cuddling...” I coasted lower, to the valley of her breasts. No...”—I nipped her ear, and she jumped—“sex... until you're caught up.”

“That's not fair,” she protested, but there was no heat in her voice.

“Think of it as incentive,” I replied, flicking my tongue over the sensitive lobe.

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