Mine! by H.N. S (best sales books of all time .txt) 📕

Each kiss is slow and tentative, wanting to know if I want more. Nipping my bottom lip with his teeth, Nick kisses me and I respond. I lean into him and press my mouth roughly against his. I feel his tongue brush the seam of my lips, asking for them to part. He sweeps against them lightly once, twice, and I open my mouth. Brushing his tongue along the curves of my lips, Nick kisses me deeper. I moan, not wanting it to stop. Every part of my body is burning up. Every bit of me is hyper-sensitive to his touch. As his hands touch my skin, I feel lighter, like I’m floating.

We pull apart. He leans his forehead on mine as we both gasp for our breaths back. With his hands still on either side of my face he backs his head away from me and I feel lost. I feel cold without the heat from Nick’s lips.

Looking up, our eyes met. I couldn’t look anywhere else, as though the world around us ceased to exist while he continued to stare at me so intensely.

***

Eva’s P.O.V.

We’re sitting in a beautiful restaurant. As soon as Nick walked through the door, the staff were waiting on us hand and foot. Just the mere mention of his family’s name had everyone in this town on their knees in awe.

Looking up from my menu I catch Nick staring at me. I couldn’t quite read what he was thinking. It’s as if he can’t believe that I’m sitting in front of him. The intense gaze makes my stomach twist. This guy is beyond beautiful. Dark locks of perfectly messy black hair sweep across his face, with a few longer pieces by his eyes. An insane urge to lean forward and feel how smooth and silky his hair is between my fingers shoots through me. I shove the sensation back down when a waitress appears to take our order.

“Y’all ready to order?” She sang. Our waitress was petite, and curves in all right places. Hell, even I would find it difficult to keep eye contact but I didn’t want to chance looking over at Nick while he ogled at her body, regretting being here with me.

I gave my order. All the while jealousy raged through me as not once did she look at me. Like most women here, her attention never left Nick. I followed her gaze to the creature before me and I gasped. His attention was on me.

Nick gave his order. His gaze never leaving mine. I fidgeted in my seat and flicked my sight elsewhere to help cool myself down, but in the corner of my eye I could see him continue looking at me as the waitress left.

My body heats.

My sex clenches tight, and I hate that he seems to notice his effect on me.

“I was thinking about you coming back to mine after this and get to know everyone?” he asked.

I’m both aroused and infuriated and this is the most confusing feeling I’ve ever felt in my life. I was jealous. Even if he paid no attention to any other woman here, the fact that he had been with other women. I can see that he thinks he’s the ultimate creation, and he believes every woman here is his Eve, created from his ribcage for him to enjoy. That they had done things with him that I only fantasise about really gets under my skin.

He titled his head and cocked and eyebrow like he was waiting for me to say something. Oh crap. He had asked me a question. Damn those sea blue eyes of his. It was hard to concentrate. I’ve been staring at him unconsciously for too long. This only added fuel to his ego. “Sorry, what did you say?” I asked as my face turned all sorts of red.

His lips curl.

“I said that I was thinking about you coming back to mine after this… and get to know everyone.. I mean after the other night…” Ah the other night at the party when Nick was too embarrassed to be seen with me. He made me feel like a fool. Yet that night feels like a million years ago, compared to the ‘new’ Nick sitting across from me. I was so confused.

I look away. My mouth goes dry and I forced a smile. I close my eyes tightly, in attempt to push away the memories that haunt me.

“are you sure?” I ask.

“Am I sure about what?”

“about… being seen by your friends with… with me?”

Before I had time to respond, Nick’s fingers gently lifted my chin till I met his gaze. He was watching me closely. His eyes were wild and demanding.

“Never think that again. I love you and I want everyone to know it!” he growls, panting.

His animal magnetism is so dominant I think he just took my voice. He’s so close he’s all over my personal space, absorbing it, absorbing me, taking my oxygen and filling it with his alluring scent. I can’t understand the way my heart is beating, the way I’m sitting here, shivering with heat, my body just focusing on the exact spot his hands gently caress me.

With trembling efforts I turn my head, free from his touch and glance at the young waitress retuning with our order.  She places our food down, but I have no appetite anymore. He loved me. But did he want everyone to know about us. Whatever ‘us’ means.

“Is there anything else I can get y’all?” she asked. All attention solely on Nick.

“Yes, could you get some more napkins for my girlfriend”

My eyes shoot up and widen. His girlfriend?! Did I hear that right?

My question is quickly answered by the cocky smile beaming from Nick and the shocked gasp from our waitress. This is the first time she had looked at me and it was with such a jealous and speechless expression.

It takes a while for Nick’s answer to sink in before she responds. “Yes.. yes certainly.”

She leaves, but I pay no notice. All my attention is on Nick.

We sit in silence. My stomach drops. He’s killing me.

I sit back weakly in my chair, I don’t know what he wants from me but I’m tied up in knots because I never expected that I would hear those words from Nick. That I would be claimed as his so soon. It all feels surreal.

“I know you’re not ready to say those words yet. But it would… I would…” He stutters. Rubbing the back of his neck, I see his bicep tense and I’m in awe from his very impressive physique. “damn it, Eva will you be my girlfriend?”

His eyes are wide. He looks so vulnerable as if he had just opened his chest and served his heart up to me. Damn it, damn him! I just want to jump over this table and into his embrace.

“erm… maybe…” is the only response I could muster. I’ve never been in a situation like this before. How would you reply to a question like that? What is the right answer to that question asked by probably the sexiest man alive?

“Does maybe mean yes?” A glimmer of hope shimmers in his deep blues.

“Maybe” I give him a sheepish smile. The only response my shy self could give in this situation.

A wicked grin crosses his face and he visibly relaxes.

“Maybe…” he whispers.

Eva’s P.O.V

Pulling up in front of Nick’s house, painful memories flooded my mind from the other night. The party seems like a lifetime ago, yet the memories burn my mind making me relive it every second since.

My heart sank. I saw a few expensive foreign cars parked outside. “Are you having another party?”, the sadness woven uncontrollably in my voice and written on my face.

He looked at me confused, “No, just friends and family”. That answer didn’t make me feel any better.

His fingers trailed down from my cheek to under my chin, lifting my gaze to his. His eyes fell onto my lips before returning to my eyes.

“Tell me what’s on your mind, Eva” he said softly. I bit my lip, not wanting to embarrass myself by revealing to Nick how the idea of being in that situation terrified me. A situation that would force Nick’s hand into choosing whether he would want to be seen with me in front of his close friends and family. A situation that I knew would not be in my favour. I don’t think my heart could with stand another blow, it was still healing from the last one.

This house just seemed like a constant reminder of just how much I didn’t belong here. Not only was I out of Nick’s league financially and socially but also with appearances. I was nowhere near the level of his previous love affairs. His usual top class models, with their long legs and curvaceous bodies.

And then there was Nick himself, sitting in front of me with an expression of lust and shock as if he can’t believe that I’m sitting in front of him. His intense gaze makes my stomach knot. This guy was beyond beautiful with his perfectly messed black locks. It urging me to lean forward and feel how smooth his hair would feel between my fingers. I shoved the sensation down when I noticed Nick was still waiting for my answer.

“Eve?” One word. Nothing else. But he didn’t need to say anything else. With his clenched jaw and intense gleam in his eyes said it all. I was powerless against him. I leaned towards him, just the sound of my name on those sexy lips made me his.

My eyes left his momentarily to look at the house before returning to his, “I’m scared.” My mouth spilled out before my brain had a chance to stop my confession.

He smiled, pulling me further under his spell. His hands came up and cupped my face. “I know,” he replied “but I promise I will never hurt you again”.

“You can’t promise that” His hold on me tightened. Physically he can protect me but he couldn’t protect me from what I feared the most, him.

“I will spend the rest of my life keeping this promise and proving myself to you.”

Holy crap. The rest of his life! He was already making plans for us in the future. Would we have a future together? I knew that men like Nick Lewis only came around once in a lifetime. He was mine right now, but this fairy tale didn’t belong to me. Nick was someone else’s Prince Charming and once his princess came around I would be left on the side of the road, abandoned and alone.

Nick’s lips gently kissed my forehead, releasing the frown I didn’t notice I was doing. Returning my attention to him. His touch always seemed to calm me. Sending a shiver down my spine and a spark straight to in between my legs. I was melting.

“You are mine. I am yours!” he reassured my unspoken worries. He reached over, wrapping his arms around my waist