Restore Me: The New Haven Series (Book #1) by JL Seegars

Author:JL Seegars [Seegars, JL]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-12-27T18:30:00+00:00

24

Dominic

Now

I’m becoming too familiar with the way Sloane’s forehead creases and her beautiful hazel eyes widen when panic is coursing through her veins. It’s a look I’ve seen more than I’d like to admit over the past few weeks: when that bastard had his hands on her in the club, when I walked in on James kissing her, when I burst into the women’s bathroom last night and scared the shit out of her, this morning when Mal showed up at her house, and right now when she’s waiting on me to respond to her suggestion that we put an end date on us.

Every cell in my body is screaming at me to shut the idea down. To lean over the table and tell her in no uncertain terms that she is mine. I’ve waited twelve fucking years to have her, and now she wants me to agree to what? A few weeks or months in her bed?

My hand clenches into a fist at the thought of getting so little of her even as I admit to myself that her reasons are valid. I know how much her relationship with Mal and Mama means to her. They’re her family, and I can’t say with any kind of certainty they won’t react exactly the way she thinks they will if they find out about us.

But damn if this isn’t fair. Twelve years of waiting just to be given….

“How long?”

Sloane flinches at the sharpness of my words, but she recovers quickly. “Until the renovation at La Grande Nuit is done. That should be long enough to get a handle on my skin hunger. Plus, when the project is done we won’t have a reason to be around each other as much.”

Right. I guess it doesn’t matter that you’ve fucking owned me for twelve years, and I don’t know how I’m going to survive you.

My jaw tenses as I do the mental calculation. My team has been ahead of schedule so far, which means barring any major changes from James, we have eight weeks left in this project. Eight weeks. I want to throw something.

“There are eight weeks left in the project. Is that all you want?” I set my fork down and study her. “Two months hardly seems like enough time for you to get comfortable with what’s happening here.”

Her nostrils flare, and I can see the irritation slipping over her features. She thinks I’m being patronizing, handling her with kid gloves, but I’m the only person at this table who knows how fucking broken she looked when she left me in that bathroom on Tuesday. So far we haven’t had another one of those situations, and I want to trust that she’s ready for more, but Sloane has no idea what it’s going to mean for me and her when I finally claim her the way I should have all those years ago.

It’s going to mean forever. It’s going to mean no turning back. It’s going to mean more than eight weeks in her fucking bed like a man on borrowed time.

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