Laughing, he rolled to his side to face her. God, he loved the way she could make him laugh. “Really?”
She nodded emphatically. “One hundred percent.”
“Guess it shouldn’t surprise me.”
“Oh really?” One brow rose into an expectant arch. “And why is that?”
“Because it was the best for me, too.”
That brow fell flat. “You don’t have to do that, Ivan. Not with me.”
“I’m not blowing smoke, Cer.” He kissed her, just because he could. “I’m serious. You asked me earlier if I felt it, too. I wasn’t lying then or now. We share something special, you and me. Label it if you want or don’t. All I know is I’ve never had this—whatever it is—with anyone else but you.”
“Me, neither,” she whispered softly. Sincerely.
“Well, there you have it.” Another quick kiss.
“You really think it’s that easy, don’t you?” Her golden eyes searched his.
“When it feels like this? Yeah.” Ivan brushed some hair from her cheek with a gentle, loving swipe. “I really do.”
According to Jax, it was. His friend had said it months ago, but until now, Ivan hadn’t truly believed him.
Whether this was a true, honest-to-goodness case of love at first sight—or insta-love, as he’d heard some girls at the club call it one night while he’d been filling in behind the bar—remained to be seen.
The only thing Ivan knew was that lying with her—making love to her—felt more right, morereal, than anything he’d ever experienced.
So he’d find the bastard terrorizing her. He’d find him, stop him, and if he was lucky, Ivan would get the chance to fucking end him.
After that…
After that, my priorities are going to change. Starting with the woman currently wrapped up in my arms.
Because as far as he was concerned, it was exactly where she belonged.
13
Four days later…
“Lunch is orderedand will be here in about fifteen.”
Cera turned her lazy head and smiled at the naked man standing by the desk positioned across the room. She smiled, still in shock at the unexpected turn of events that had taken place over the last several days.
She’d had all her stuff destroyed by a lunatic, was rescued by a handsome stranger who could totally double as a modern-day Alpha Prince Charming, nearly got caught masturbating in the kitchen while fantasizing about Dream Ivan, and almost died in a bomb meant to kill them both.
But then…
Then he gave you your all-time best, most amazing orgasms ever.
Yes, he had. That day. Later that same night. The following night…and every night since.
And Cera couldn’t begin to describe the level of happiness she’d felt because of it. Not just from the orgasms, although those were definitely listed in the weeks’ top ten favorite highlights. But there was so much more to it than that.
She and Ivan had gotten to know one another better, solidifying the connection that was already there. Cera told him stories from her childhood. Happy ones involving Callie, their mom, and Richard.
In return, Ivan gave more of himself to her.
Her sexy bodyguard had shared stories of birthdays and Christmases past. They’d both laughed until their stomach muscles burned when he’d confessed to countless shenanigans involving him and his sisters.