Chapter 46

Ryan’s POV

I slammed her against the wall harder, lifting her up as if I needed her close enough to feel every beat of my heart against hers, lifting her until her legs wrapped around me because I wasn’t giving her a chance to walk away, not again, not now, not when she was mine and carrying a part of me inside her. “You’re mine, Anna. Every part of you. Don’t you ever fucking forget that.”

“Ryan, stop, please—we’re in a hospital—this isn’t appropriate—” she whispered, her voice cracking, her fingers still clutching at my shoulders as if she didn’t know whether to push me off or hold me there.

“I don’t give a damn where we are,” I muttered as I bit her lips, swallowing her protests, kissing her like I was starving for her, like I’d been lost without her and just found the one thing I couldn’t live without. I kissed her until her mouth opened for me, until her gasps turned into soft moans, until her fingers stopped resisting and started grabbing fistfuls of m