"Don't call me that. This is just about you and me and the time we would have spent fucking if I hadn't left," Cat bit out huskily.
She looked down at his perfectly sculpted body with such want and...heat that it made him proud and a little nervous. He was excited beyond reason to let Cat explore as much as she wanted.
For now.
She could touch him and please him as she liked. He was hers after all. That one night so long ago had not nearly been enough and in Milan, they'd just slaked off the lust of their reunion.
This was more.
After the heavy confessions and letting in the light, despite all the secrets and lies, they were still here, together.
After all these years, all the faceless women that had passed through his life, Alex couldn't even recall any of them now. There was only one Catrina Banning. His Catriona.
