“What the—?” I started to push him away, but his hands closed on my wrists and lifted them above my head.
“It’s been a long time since I woke up next to someone.” His voice sent goosebumps over my skin and I froze. One of his legs rested between mine and every movement made it deliciously clear how much he enjoyed having a bedmate. “I’m not used to it.”
“Wh-why is that?” His lips were so close to mine I couldn’t focus on anything else. Flashes of our kiss from the night before ran through my mind.
“Trust.” He leaned a little closer, his lips almost touching mine. “Can’t sleep next to someone who might kill you.”
“That would be difficult.” I licked my lips and tried to calm my racing heart.
“But not with you, love.” He let go of one of my wrists to run a finger along my jaw. “You’re not going to kill me in my sleep.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“It’s in your eyes.” His eyes dipped down to my lips. “The eyes never lie.”
I waited for his kiss, waited for the heat that his fingertips promised.