Savage Rhythm

By: Chloe Cox

He shook his head. Resumed climbing the steps.

“But I had to let that go, because otherwise I couldn’t have you. And the thing is, I can’t live without you, Molly. I know it’s fucking insane, but I’m not whole without you, not anymore. So I’m yours,” he said.

Declan walked toward her, his eyes steady, his face calm. He took a moment just to trace the curve of her cheek with his finger, to brush her bottom lip with his thumb.

“You showed me how to live, Molly. I love you,” he said. His hand slid around her waist to the small of her back, pressing her to his hard body, and her breath hitched. “I love you, and I’m yours. Tell me you’re mine.”

“Oh my God, Declan,” she said, choking back tears.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he said, and wiped away her tears.

“Of course I’m yours,” she said. “Of course I am.”

She pawed at his chest, hating his clothing, hating her clothing, wanting to do away forever with anything that came between them. Declan caught her hands in one of his and said, “Look at me. I will never, ever hurt you again. I will spend as long as you’ll let me loving you.”

“Declan,” she said. “I’m so in love with you it’s making me stupid. Please just kiss me.”

Declan grinned and pulled her head back, her body trapped against his. “I’m going to do a whole lot more than that,” he said.