Chapter 64

The cold morning air through the windows in the room came in a soft haze, but there was nothing soft about the way his breath hitched.

Cole finally got it. He finally understood her question.

“Oh,” he murmured; more to himself than her.

“Mhm,” She smiled.

Naked now, she crossed the small space between them; barefooted and as confident as the rising morning sun. Her hands slid beneath his shirt, her palms warm against his skin, fingers mapping muscle she already knew by heart after yesterday. She pressed closer; just enough to remind him how easily control slipped when it was her.

Cole caught her wrist gently, not stopping her, just grounding himself while he searched her eyes to see if she really wanted what she was initiating. He pulled her in, foreheads touching hers for a beat as his eyes searched hers; golden-brown burning with restraint he was seconds from losing.

“Did someone come and switch you with the Aria I know,” he said quietly, not re