35. Sienna
Chapter 35
Sienna
Luke is helping me move my stuff out of my dorm. But the vibe in the room is completely different than when he helped me move in, when tension was making every muscle in my body tight.
Now there’s a different sort of tension. And it involves us trying to resist jumping each other’s bones on this bed for the last time. I’d happily take advantage of having the room to ourselves if we didn’t have to be out of here in twenty minutes.
Just a few months ago, I was so terrified about moving to Diamond and reuniting with my estranged father and meeting my new step-family. Now, I don’t want to imagine my life taking any other path.
“I don’t know how I’ll survive two months without you.” The easy smile stays glued to Luke’s face as he drapes his arms over my hips. I love how easily he smiles now. “Guess we’ll have to go back to texting every day like we have for the past five years.”
“Good plan. Question: When you text me, do I call you Luke or Ten? Ten is the hotter name, if I’m honest.”
“Use whatever name you want. As long as you call me yours.”
When Luke bends down to kiss me, my heart soars. Against his lips, I murmur, “Mine.”
His smile is gone now, gray eyes intense and brimming with the kind of love and adoration for me that makes my knees weak. “And you’re mine.”
He shreds his shirt and picks me up, setting me on the edge of the bed, and neither of us gives a shit about how much time we have left because we have the rest of our lives. He spreads my legs, pushing my panties to the side before sinking inside me with a groan. “ Mine .”
With every thrust, he echoes the sentiment on a growl, a groan, a plea.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Until I’m unraveling, heart soaring to the sky.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come, sweetheart.”
When we’re breathless, panting in each other’s arms, he strokes my hair behind my ear. I draw a finger over his bare chest, writing mine over and over. “I imagined meeting Ten so many times. I never could’ve imagined this is how it would go.”
Luke stiffens beneath me. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m glad it turned out this way. I’m glad I finally met you.”
His arm wrapped around me tightens. “I’m glad I finally met you too. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“There’s a lot I wanted to ask Ten when we finally met, though.” I prop myself up on an elbow. “Did you actually watch Jurassic Park eleven times?”
He grins. “The twelfth time I watch it, I’m going to make you watch it with me. Is your favorite ice cream actually that disgusting raspberry flavor?”
I give his shoulder a playful whack. “You mean delicious .”
We fall silent, smiling at each other in blissful happiness. My heart is so full.
“I’m really glad it was you behind the mask. That’s what I was hoping for since the moment I met you at that hotel.”
“That’s when I knew too.”
“Knew what?”
His thumb strokes over my cheek. “That you were mine.”
I can’t believe I got this lucky. That the man beneath the mask was Luke Valentine.