Trevor has been helping me in every way I would allow him to in the last several months.
We spend a lot of time together and not once ha he ever tried to advance me in any way. The last time he did was on the night I was attacked and since then, it has all been business.
"You have a crush on him," Gigi states plainly as we sip some cocktails.
"I mean I do. But, he really hasn't shown anything beyond what he did for me and helping me find justice."
"Let alone, building your career in the process."
And that too yes," I agree with her.
"So you have been spending a huge amount of time together, going on dates, him being all protective of you, supporting you and overall being there for you right?"
"Yes?" I look at her warily not knowing where she is going with this.
"He is in love. Or he has a crush on you too."
I choke on my drink and she pats me laughing, "What! No!" my face is red.
"Oh relax. These things happen. Someone just starts spending time with you and they just can't help but get hooked right in," she has a dreamy face as she says this, spaced out.
"You are talking about you and Ruslan, aren't you?" I ask her.
He is her new flame of the month and he seems to be really making an impression.
"His accent just makes me want to get down and dirty anywhere." She sighs, as if reliving a moment.
"Okay so I don't want to hear about your sexual endeavours," I tell her.
"My sexual endeavours can bring a spark in your prudish, no sex life."
"Don't kick me while I'm down here okay?" I feign hurt.
"Oh you will be okay. After all I have seen you two and the sexual tension in there, I could cut it with a knife."
I don't know why my cheeks start to turn rosy "yes. That is always a thing. I swear he can just look at me and I would want to be on his lap,"
"I wouldn't mind that."
I freeze in my mid sip and I cannot be mortified enough about this.
"Trevor!" I greet him awkwardly. Gigi grins behind her glass so devilishly and I cannot believe she didn't warn me he was behind me before I embarrassed myself like this.
"Did I interrupt something ladies?" he asks but I can see the gleam in his eyes.
"Oh no, I was just finishing up and leaving." Gigi the traitor, gets up, takes her purse and pecks me goodbye.
"So you want to climb on my lap," he finally says when she has left, taking her place at the table.
"I didn't mean it like that I think these cocktails are-" I am rambling
"I don't care. I want you spread on my lap."
I stare at him, trying to come up with a response to that but I don't find any.
"And spank your perky round ass, when you are being stubborn and not listening to me."
Warmth flows and pol between my legs and I cross my legs to ease the tingling and sensation that I feel. He is looking right at me and he sees it. He knows what he is doing and he is being deliberate about it.
"I- I don't know what you are talking about-"I try to find words but I end up stammering.
"Hannah, I want you."
"What?" my eyes widen.
"I want you so bad, you are the only thing I think about when I go to bed, and the things I want to do to you ..."
I start talking and he presses his index finger on my lips to stop me.
"Say yes. Be mine."
I can't believe this is happening. I want him and it is true I am falling for him. I might be crazy or this might be unbelievably good it's not real but I nod.
He removes hi fingers from my lips and I whisper to him, "yes."
His lips crash into mine, fiercely and I take a sharp breath. His tongue sought mine out, and circles around my mouth so sensual I moan and fall into his hold, forgetting about everything else. Teeth clashes, tongue rolling, our kiss is so deep and hard, we kiss in such urgency like we need more and we can't wait. I need more of his tongue more of his lips more of him. I need more.
I grab the back of his head, tangling my fingers through this hair and pulling that he groans I my mouth the sound creating a sensual vibration that he pulls me closer to him.
He suddenly pulls back and I feel the loss immediately.
The world comes back alive and I remember we are in public, but I don't care. He sees it in my eyes and they flare in desire.
"I want you to say you are mine."
"I am yours."
"Do you know what that means?"
"That I belong to you and only you?" I whisper our lips close, touching.
He breathes hard and I close my eyes, leaning my forehead against his.
"I have wanted to hear you say those words since I met you."
"I didn't know"
He runs his fingers in my hair, "you are so beautiful Hannah Montero."
I smile and he kisses my nose.
"You are mine." he says as if he is saying it or the first time out loud.
"I will never leave your side," I don't know what makes me say this out loud. As I am looking in his blue eyes, I realize I have fallen so hard for this man.
I am so in love with him and I don't know if I have ever loved anyone like this. He was my hero and he was my protector when I needed him most.
He is the type that I swore off too but that doesn't seem to be in my mind any longer.
"I think I am in love with you, Trevor Kincaid" I confess as I run my hand on his hair.
"I am in love with you. It goes deeper than love. And I will show you just how deeper," he promises.