her neck.
I would never again experience the height of desire that was burning in me in that moment. I wanted her so desperately, yet I wanted to take my time, to remember this when I was old and unable to pleasure a woman with the same carelessness that I could now. I wanted to always know what this—what true desire—really was.
When I slipped inside of her again, when I set the rhythm, when I took control, I held her hands above her head and stared into her eyes for a long moment, watching the emotions dance as she watched me. We connected in that moment in a way that had been so easy for us years ago, in the early moments of our relationship. I knew then that no matter what happened in the next few days that she never stopped loving me, that her heart had never given up on me. I knew that she was still mine—just like I knew I’d always been hers. From the moment I first set eyes on her, I knew I was gone. I would never feel for anyone else the way I felt for her.
“I missed you,” I whispered, my lips sliding over her jaw, moving up against her ear.
She wrapped her legs around me, meeting my thrusts movement for movement. And when she came this time, I heard the words on her lips.
“I love you.”
And that…that was the perfect moment.
Chapter 9
Amy
I woke to an empty bed, shivering from the cool brush of the air conditioning against my skin. I didn’t open my eyes right away, but waited for my mind to catch up with my body. As I became more aware, I heard the soft tap-tap of someone working on a computer. I peeked out from under my lashes, a soft smile blooming at the sight of Dominic, dressed again in the same jeans and t-shirt he’d been wearing last night, sitting at the small table by the window, studying something on the screen of a small laptop.
“Where’d you get that?”
He glanced at me, his eyes lingering a second on the swell of my breasts.
“I snuck out and bought it.”
I sat up, fear suddenly rushing through me. “You went out? What if someone had recognized you?”
“I was careful.” He gestured to a baseball cap sitting on the table behind the computer. “You’d be amazed what a carefully worn hat can do.”
“You should have woken me.”
“You were sleeping too peacefully.”
I got up, wrapping the dislodged sheet around myself, to stand beside him. The screen of the computer was filled with a bunch of data I didn’t understand, numbers that looked like dates and the names of places with strange names.
“Is that from the thumb drive you got at Emily’s?”
“Yeah.”
He slid his hand over my hip and tugged me down onto his lap. I curled up there, kissing his neck lightly before lying my head on his shoulder.
“Have you found anything?”
“Not yet. But there’s a lot of information here. It’s all the research she’d done in the last two years.”
“What’s this?”
“Sightings of the members of the terrorist cell we knew about. She was apparently cross-referencing it with dates from a couple of files I got for her and other research. I think she was trying to identify the hierarchy of the group, the people who were higher up.”
“The people in charge.”
“Something like that.”
“Did she?”
“I think she might have stumbled onto something she wasn’t expecting.”
“What?”
Dominic’s shoulders tightened a little, tension strumming through him like vibrations on a violin string. I kissed his neck again, partly to try to help relax his tension, but partly because I could. I’d not realized how desperately I missed him until last night, until he whispered those words to me. He was my world when we were together. Without him, I was like a ship that had broken free of its anchor. It was a relief to have him back, to have his arms around me. I felt safe in a way that highlighted how lost I’d been without him.
“Do you think you know who killed her?”
“I think it was this guy, Michael Forney. He was a member of the