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Damn. My girl has a rein on the assassin after all.

When we get to my room, she has to wait till I unlock it. I do so and go in first, heading to the far side of the room to give myself space. Being that close to her for a second meant I breathed in her scent. A scent that made me grow hard instantly. Something I doubt she wants to “discuss” right now.

I keep my back to her as I busy myself at my dresser, trying everything I can to will my dick down.

“Why are you here?” I ask once again.

The door closes and I turn my head just enough to know she’s still in the room.

“I wanted to talk about your note.”

My heart bleeds at the reminder of what I wrote. I didn’t rehearse it, just spoke from the heart. And I never forgot a word.

“What about it?” I wince at my tone, harsh as I try to keep my emotions in check. I want to be strong. Stronger than I’m feeling right now. Because a stronger man wouldn’t be seconds away from begging forgiveness. From asking her to forget it and take me back with her.

“You’re right. I have the council by my side. And… and I need them to see me standing tall. I can do this alone.”

I turn my head to look at her, just barely seeing her silhouette in my periphery.

“But I don’t want to.”

Time stops. My heart does as well. Then it comes back, beating in double time as I turn to face her completely.

“I want you.” She says it as a whisper and a promise. Then she clears her throat with a shake of her head, and my stomach drops, fearful that she didn’t mean it. Till she speaks again.

“Not as my roommate or protector. As my husband, my old man. I love you, Cole. Without you, there’s no sun at all. I might be your Sunshine, but you’re my entire world.”

A beat passes.

And then I’m on her, sealing her lips with my own, forcing her not to utter another word.

Our hands tackle the other’s clothes. It’s easier for her to rid me of mine as I fumble around her body to find the zipper or clasp that holds her dress together.

“It pulls off. Fuck, just rip it. Get it off.” She’s in a rush like me, and I don’t need her to repeat herself.

I grab the sleeves and yank the dress down, splitting it in half as I pull it away from her body, leaving my woman in the glow of a strapless bra and sheer panties. I want to remove them as quickly as the dress.

She pushes my hands away and leans forward, kissing me softly, over the aches that were in my heart and soul. She spares a kiss for each scar a bullet left from trying to protect her. And still she goes lower.

Her knees fall to the carpet, and then she stills as I place my hand on her face. Moving slowly, I slide my fingers along her jaw and tip her chin up, forcing her to look at me.

“I love you, Sunshine. I’ve loved you from the beginning. I will always love you. Today, tomorrow. Next week. A thousand weeks from now.”

“And I you.” She leans forward, sucking my thumb between her lips and letting it go when I pull it away and grab my cock, gliding it into her waiting mouth.

She takes it with earnest, licking, sucking, kissing. And I can’t look away.

Never in all my wildest dreams did I think she’d ever be here. Not only on her knees before me but claiming me. Asking me to be hers as much as she is mine.

I’m already close, and her warm mouth brings me closer with each suck and pull. And when she goes lower, holding my cock in the back of her throat while maintaining eye contact, I almost come. I shake and pull away, not wanting this to be over so soon.

No, this will be like the first night. And the second.

Like all the nights from this point forward.

It will last forever.

I lift her easily under her arms, pulling her beautiful smile up to my lips. I can’t seem to stop kissing her. And now I don’t have to. I hope she knows what she’s getting into, because now that she says she wants me, she will get every part that I was holding back. I will grab her hand often. Steal kisses in hallways. Fuck her in the gardens. Anything I want, as long as it doesn’t take her away from her position. That’s something I would never do to her. My job will be to care for her. To keep her in power till she wants out. Not when another wants in.