Tyler started to shift, but Alisha held on. She didn’t want him to move one bit.
“I’m crushing you,” he murmured against her ear.
“I like wearing nothing but the weight of you.”
The low growl in her ear and the stirring of his body were pretty good indicators he loved this position, too. Alisha grazed her fingertips up and down Tyler’s bare back.
“I always thought you were hot, but I never realized just how much.”
Tyler’s chuckle vibrated from his chest to hers, and she realized she’d let that thought slip out. She hadn’t meant to lay all her cards on the table, but facts were facts.
He eased up to stare down at her with that naughty grin still fixed in place.
“You’ve fantasized about me?”
Alisha rolled her eyes. “I never said that.”
Though she had.
“You said I was hot,” he reminded her. “And I doubt your thoughts stopped there. I’ll admit I fantasized the hell out of you.”
Oh, why did that sound so scary and amazing all at the same time?
“Now what?” she asked, staring up into his dark eyes.
He laughed again and kissed the tip of her nose. “Now we’re going into the bedroom so I can fully explore those fantasies.”
Shivers of anticipation coursed through her, but so did a sliver of worry.
“That’s not what I’m talking about,” she scolded.
“Oh, I’m well aware your thoughts are already three days ahead.”
Tyler eased away and came to his feet. With no warning, he bent down to scoop her up and started toward the patio doors leading to her bedroom.
“I’m keeping all of my thoughts right here with you,” he told her. “Let’s not borrow anything from the future that would destroy the happiness we have now.”
Alisha rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. His strength and warmth were just as attractive as his physical appearance and his personality. The whole package could be perfect…if he was the settling-down type and if they weren’t having a fling behind her brother’s back.
“I never took you for the voice of reason,” she murmured.
Tyler eased her down onto her bed and rested his hands on either side of her hips as he leaned down. “You never wanted to see me as the voice of reason,” he countered.
As she stared up at him, she realized he wasn’t smiling or playful like he had been on the balcony. There was a serious tone to his voice and a determined look in his eyes. This side of Tyler was one she hadn’t seen before, and she wondered what else she’d missed over the years.
“I’m not the man you think I am,” he added.
Alisha’s heart flipped a little at that admission, because it seemed he was on a mission to prove exactly who he was.
She framed his face and pulled him closer. “Then show me.”
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