“And for you?”
He flashed her a serious, green-eyed glance and murmured, “Same. You said you want to know everything.”
“I do. The good the bad and the ugly. Lay it on me, wolf-man.”
He chuckled. “True story, I’ve never talked to anyone as openly as I talk to you. It’s a relief. I was kind of glad you found out last night and saw Wolf today. Feels good not having to hide from you. I’ve been on my own so long, it’s so damn nice to share things with someone I trust.”
“You trust me?” she asked in a mushy high-pitched squeak.
Gentry grabbed her ass hard and shook it a couple times as he growled and nipped her neck gently. “I showed you my wolf, Trouble. That is the biggest sign of trust with my people. Plus, you’re fun to fuck.”
She giggled as he sucked on her neck. “You have a filthy mouth.”
“You like it,” he accused. “You smell like you want sex when I talk how I want to you.” He kissed her hard and ran his hand up the back of her sweater, unhooked her bra, then trailed his fingers to her front and slipped his palm under her loose bra and squeezed her breast gently. “Pretend you’re a proper lady all you want. I like that. I like your cute clothes, your make-up all done up, and those fancy snow boots you lace up to your knees. I like that you try not to cuss, and that you use big words. But you’re bad just for me, aren’t you, Trouble?” he murmured against her throat. “You wear those sexy see-through panties that say you want me to make you feel good.” When he slid his hand down the front of her jeans, Blaire arched back her head and gasped as he slid his finger into her. “I fucking love the way you react when I touch you. It’s instant. You start shaking, and your heart starts pounding. I can hear it. Can smell you wanting me. Fills my senses and makes me crazy for you. Makes me lose my mind, and today was long, Trouble. I wanna lose my mind. Will you take it for a little while?”
“Fine, but I want something in return.” She kissed his neck, and then sucked gently.
Gentry groaned out the word, “Anything.”
“I want your heart to.”
Gentry picked her up and held her close as he walked them toward the cabin. He leaned forward and whispered against her ear, “That was yours from the moment I saw you.”
Butterflies flapped around in her stomach so hard she hunched into herself with the sensation and let off a happy sigh. And before she could stop her mouth, the words, “I think I love you,” plopped out.
Mortified, she squeaked and buried her face against his shoulder.
He laughed and gathered her hair at the nape of her neck, then pulled her back gently and locked onto her with that striking gaze of his. “When was the last time you said that to a man?”
“My ex.” Her cheeks were on fire. Right about now, she could probably fry an egg on her face.
“And before that?”
Blaire shrugged. “No one before that. Met the ex when we were kids.”
“So you’re saying I’m only your second I love you.”
She nodded and scrunched her face up into an embarrassed smile.
Gentry set her down outside her cabin’s front door. He slid his hands down her arms, his fingertips making a zipping noise against the thick material of her winter coat. He intertwined his fingers with hers and leaned into her, kissed her so sweetly. Much sweeter than a man who had the devil in his smile should be able to. He disengaged with a soft smack and then cupped the back of her head and kissed her forehead, her closed eyes, the tip of her nose.
And then he whispered something that changed her life in a moment. “I love you too, Blaire. Before you, there was no one. You’re the first and only.”
Chapter Fifteen
Gentry loved her.
It hadn’t been a slow build either. This burning light between them had been an explosive sensation that left Blaire breathless. Was this what love was supposed to be like? Was it the sudden realization of some other force in the universe shaped exactly like the hole in her heart? Was a connection like this supposed to be so instantaneous?
Gentry led her into the cabin by only her fingertips. She felt like she was floating. Last night had been incredible, but now she knew she wasn’t just casual sex to him.
Everything.
She’d never been that for someone else before. She’d been an add-on, but never everything. If this was what it was like bonding to a werewolf, she didn’t mind what he was at all. It made no difference that he had Wolf inside of him. She adored them both. He and the animal were both hers to protect now.
Gentry turned at the bedroom door and walked backward, peeling off his shirt.