#Chapter266
I never imagined, even an hour ago, I would be the one making the first move to close the gap between us physically.
This Alexi, with all his flaws and putting himself out there—I like this guy. I could love this man if he can love me back. Maybe I can learn to trust him.
Alexi slides an arm around my waist to pull me closer and rests his forehead against mine gently. No hesitation with being tender and it pulls me in more. My arms sliding around those shoulders and I curl my legs into a neat little ball on top of him. His body locking me close as though he might never release me; that safety I always yearn for envelops me with his touch and everything in me calms to a less traumatic hum.
Warm and comfortable on a strong lap, pressed in the muscular arms of a firm body. He was built to be a protector. The perfect specimen of a man.
