Free To Trust Her Heart by Carolyn Faulkner Page B

doing right then.
    Ty breathed deeply of the scent of her he’d missed so much. He knew all of her secret desires, and he intended to exploit that intimate knowledge to his own advantage as best he could. He wanted her, now and forever, and he wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer.
    Every moan, every arch of her body made him just that much harder. He thought he was going to explode just by bringing her to paradise. He was so attuned to her responses. Ty redoubled his efforts, sliding a second finger up inside her while holding her eyes with his. Gritting his teeth, he barely got out, “You are still so damned tight, Maddie!”
    Maddie thought she was going to die, from both the embarrassment of it all as well as the sheer force of the blood that was pumping through her veins and nearly bursting heart.
    She would have sworn that the snapping sounds from outside were merely some animal snapping a falling limb underfoot, but then she recognized that they were coming in short bursts, and Ty was already halfway across the room before she had even thought to recognize that they were machine gun bursts. Maddie heard Ty yell, “Get down on the floor! Maddie, get down on the floor,” and she did that. She did him one better, crawling under the bed, listening to the sounds of windows shattering and pock marks being made in Ty’s gorgeous house.
    But it wasn’t the house she was worried about. She’d buried herself so well that all she could hear was indistinct yelling. It sounded like the majority of the battle was raging outside in the front yard, and she had no idea how many people were out there or who was winning, but she knew for damned sure that she wasn’t about to move from the spot she’d found. Nope. Not going do it.
    Not even for Ty, when he came to find her later, after it had all gone down and his men were taking LaValle and his henchmen to jail for a long, long time. He found her there, shaking and shuddering, under the bed, still nude, and somehow he knew that that was even worse.
    “C’mere, baby. It’s all over. I promise.” He’d forgotten how horrifying a gunfight could be to someone who hadn’t been in one. He struck on something and thought of doing the E.T. thing. “I have jelly beans, cinnamon and lemon, your favorites!”
    When she’d recovered some, she would ask him why he kept her favorite flavors of jelly beans on hand, just to see him blush.
    It took him just a few seconds to find a bag and put one under so that she could reach it easily, then leave a trail of alternating flavors to get her to the point where he could slide her out and into his waiting arms, which is exactly what he did, smothering her in kisses once he got her there and hugging her so hard she thought she heard a rib crack. “I am never going to let you out of my sight again, Maddie. You’re just going to have to put up with me. I won’t let you get away from me again.”
    All Maddie could say was “I love you,” whether he wanted to hear it or not, whether she ought to be saying it or not. None of that seemed to matter any more. Whatever they had been in the past was not what they had to be in the future. He made her feel more alive than anyone she’d ever been around, and he’d put his own life on the line several times to keep her alive.
    What more could any woman want?

 
     
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