relaxed more and more, I saw her chest rise and fall in steady breaths pressing her ample cleavage flush against her pale pink t-shirt, and I knew she’d fallen asleep. I tightened my arms around her, enjoying this moment, this small window of total and complete peace, and lost myself in thought.
Never in my life had I ever imagined that I would feel peace. Damn, even contentment was more than I’d thought was possible. Honestly, between my childhood, the horrors that came from being a ward of the state, and then my time in the Marines—or actually the end of my time in the Marines—I’d just always assumed that there would be a gaping hole deep in my soul that nothing and definitely no one could ever come close to filling.
Until Cat. Her eyes, her smile, her laugh—they’re one hundred percent pure . She had no ulterior motives. No deceit. No selfishness.
The moment I looked in Cat’s big, brown eyes, the constant ache in my chest that I could not ever remember a moment without…lessened. The darkness that I had worried would overtake me completely… dissipated. She made all the hurt, all the pain, all the heavy, dark shadows… disappear.
None of those things could exist in me when she was around. It was like she had a superpower she had absolutely no idea she possessed. A healing light. And there was no way I was going to let anyone diminish it or extinguish it.
Not Natalya. Not her mom. Not anyone.
Every protective fiber in my being, every primal urge, was on high alert when it came to Cat. If anyone came close to hurting her, I saw red. I knew from experience that, when I saw red, my brain shut off and my instincts took over. The problem with that was there were actions that couldn’t be un done.
Sounds of kids roughhousing and playing on the beach echoed loudly in the small alcove we were nestled in. Cat stirred in my arms, the soft hairs on the top of her head brushing against my chin and the enticing scent of flowers and citrus, that was uniquely Cat, drifting up into my nostrils. I closed my eyes as Cat’s sweet ass pressed against the hard-on that had been demanding attention since we sat down here.
Looking up at me with sleepy, heavy-lidded eyes, Cat asked, “Did I fall asleep?”
I nodded as I bent down and lightly kissed her forehead. If I let myself taste her soft, full lips, whether or not there were kids playing down at the beach wouldn’t matter, and I would pull her beneath me, strip her clothes, and bury myself inside her. I would show her just how sexy, just how special, just how loved she was…
“Sorry!” a young voice yelled, cutting through my inappropriate thoughts.
I glanced up to see a small blond-haired, blue-eyed boy who couldn’t be more than six retrieve a kickball that had rolled into the rock alcove, not sparing us a glance.
I nodded at him. “No worries, little man.”
“Christian?” Cat sat up and pushed onto her feet.
Two things occurred to me. One, I immediately missed the warmth of her body against mine, and two, I needed to adjust my pants otherwise this little meet and greet was going to be extremely awkward.
“Cat!” the boy screamed as he dropped the ball and flew into Cat’s arms. “I missed you so much!”
Cat smiled widely as she hugged the boy with equal enthusiasm. “I missed you, too.” After hugging him for a few moments, she looked over at me. “Christian, this is Jace. Jace, this handsome young man is Christian.”
A quick glance down at my lap assured me that my body was back under control; and, I could stand without any evidence of the glaringly obvious effect Cat had on me. So I brushed the sand off my jeans and stood.
“Nice to meet you, Christian.”
The boy remained glued to Cat, not acknowledging me at all. I got it. If I had a choice, that’s where I would stay—in Cat’s arms, ignoring the world.
A voice that sounded small and very far away drifted into the alcove. “Christian, dinnertime!”
“Are you here