Everlasting Bonds - COMPLETE

Chapter 37

That courage I started to feel inside Birdie's found its way back to the forefront of my mind. "I love you", I whispered. Hoping that the sounds from the café and the street would drown out my confession.

Greyson seemed to go completely still for a second and his features shifted into an expression of shock and then disbelief. "What did you say?".

I had a feeling he knew what I said. He just wanted me to say it again.

"I love you, Greyson".

His body moved off the wall in a motion so fluid it surprised me. He was standing before me, my back pressing against the wall as he brought both of his hands up to the sides of my face.

He now looked at me with... devotion.

"I have loved you since the day I met you, Lark". Before I could respond his lips were on mine and any words I wanted to stay were swallowed by that current of electricity.

My arms circled his neck as I brought him closer to me. The push and pull of our mouths felt rushed- as if we had both been waiting for this moment and couldn't hold back any longer. But it also felt unhurried- as if that waiting made us want to savor every single second.

His hands fell from my face, slowly sliding down the sides of my body until they rested firmly at my hips. The pressure of his fingers felt delicious, causing me to gasp quietly. His responding groan made me bite his lip softly, tugging on his hair as I attempted to bring our bodies closer.

His hands slid down further until they were grabbing my ass and the moan he let out inspired me to wrap my legs around his waist. He positioned me against the wall easily and the new position brought my core closer to him.

I could feel how hard he was underneath his jeans which only caused us both to become more frantic.

The bruising nature of the kiss was offset by the softness of his lips and the way he held my body as if he couldn't get enough. When he pulled back, I tried to chase his lips but he gave my ass a squeeze that had my head tilting back against the brick and my eyes fluttering shut.

When I opened them again he looked at me from hooded eyelids.

"As much as I want to keep kissing you, we should probably stop before things get out of control". He spoke quietly, but didn't attempt to hide the wanting from his voice.

I unwrapped my legs from his waist and he set me back on the ground. With one arm braced against the wall blocking my view of the street, he raised his other hand to brush my hair back from my face.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to that".

I gave him a small smile. "I think I do".

We were quiet for a moment. Just appreciating each other's presence.