Page 134 of The Broken Keys

“Lily, maybe it’s best if you don’t.”

She studies me. “Why? What are you afraid I’ll see?”

“Honestly, we weren’t in a good place for a while. I don’t want you to find proof of that and mess up what we’re building now.”

“Callum, I love you.” She scoots closer to me. “Don’t worry about that changing just because I want to discover more about my past.”

I weave our fingers together and kiss the top of her hand. “I’m just saying, maybe it’s best if you leave that part of your life behind you.”

“Are you afraid of what I’ll uncover?”

“Yes.”

She’s quiet for a moment. “I’d like you to tell me why we broke up.”

“We’ve been through that already.”

“Not in detail. All I know is you said you let people manipulate you. How did you do that?”

“Lily…” I search her eyes, trying to believe she’ll love me no matter what. “The doctor said to let information come to you, not force you to remember. I’m trying to honor that.”

She rests her head on the back of the couch. “Fine. I guess it doesn’t matter.”

I reach for her, sliding my arm around her neck. “All thatmatters is we’re together now, and it’s the only thing I’ve wanted since the day you left me.”

“Then prove it.” She closes the space between us, glancing at my lips.

My heart rate speeds up the second she presses against me and kisses me like there’s no tomorrow. It’s easy to forget everything else.

She pushes me down, climbing on top of me. My arms go around her. I breathe in her perfume and almost lose it. She smells like heaven.

I break away. “Fuck, Lily. We’ve gotta stop.”

“Why?” She straddles me and rocks over my erection. “There’s no reason to keep putting off the inevitable. Unless…”

I swallow hard. “Unless what?”

She tilts her head, her brows narrowing. “You don’t want me anymore.”

“Pfft. It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“You’re still healing.”

“I know what I can handle, and sex is one of those things.” She stills herself. “I’m starting to believe?—”

“Don’t even go there. The truth is, I want you more than ever before. It’s just…” I stare into her eyes. What the fuck am I waiting for? It’s gonna happen and I know it. “Kiss me.”

The smile that beams down on me is all it takes to get me to cave. She’s not gonna stop until she gets what she wants. But a part of me wonders if she would want this if she had her memory.

That thought gets lost as soon as she lies back on top of me and runs her palm up my shirt. Her touch sets every nerve ending on fire. I need her closer, need to feel her without the barrier of clothes.

“Upstairs.” My voice comes out rough. “I wanna do this right.”

She climbs off me and extends her hand. I take it and follow her up the curved staircase, admiring the way her hips sway with each step. My pulse races.

When we reach her bedroom, she heads straight for the walk-in closet. “Give me a second to change into something more comfortable.”