Chapter 19

Malcolm's lips are at my neck while his fingers make slow caresses up and down my sides.

He'd toweled us off and taken me straight to the bed without any clothes. Once my back made contact with the soft sheets, he covered me with his body, pressing languid kisses anywhere he could find.

It was like he couldn't stop touching me.

Like I would disappear if his hands weren't on me.

And I've... never felt so wanted.

My eyes suddenly heat and I feel a sob threaten to spill. So attuned to me, he notices. Lifting his head, he peers at my face, eyes hardening.

A tear dribbles down and he cups my face, his gaze darkening. "Why?"

I snort a watery chuckle. "Nothing. I'm just an emotional f*ck, I guess."

"But we haven't even f*cked."

I laugh long and hard. A smile cracks Malcolm's face and he leans down and kisses my tears. "I love the sound of your laughter."

"And is that all you love?" the question comes out of nowhere and my face flames, my breaths stilling for a moment.

He gives it a serious t