Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

brAM

It took every ounce of willpower I possess not to barrel into the bathroom as Lilith called out my name.

The second I stepped foot out of the bathroom, I decided I wasn’t going back to the cemetery tonight. The thought of leaving Lilith after the night she just experienced didn’t sit well with me. To be honest, I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it all myself.

So, instead of leaving, I went to the kitchen, gave the kittens fresh food and water, and started grabbing ingredients from the fridge and cabinets. There wasn’t much to work with, but I managed to whip up a strawberry and hazelnut spread crepe. It’s not much, but, hopefully, it’ll hold her over until the morning. I was just about to make myself a coffee when I heard the first moan from the bathroom.

Coffee be damned, I found myself outside the bathroom door, listening like a fucking creep. My cock hardened with every sigh and each moan that came from behind the door. If I hadn’t already been a goner for this girl, I would have been the moment my name left her lips. After a few moments of silence, she cursed and in a moment of epiphany, I remembered she didn’t bring any clothes into the bathroom. Everything she brought with her was in her suitcase… in my bedroom.

“You know,” I started when she walked into the room, her body covered only in a towel. “All you had to do was ask.”

She jumps back, her eyes widening in surprise, at the sight of me laid out in my bed. The light from the bathroom carries just enough across the hallway to slightly illuminate the room.

“Jesus, Bram,” she says, letting out a breath. “You scared me half to death. I thought you were gone.”

I smirk in response. “I bet you did.”

“Oh,” she whispers. Her cheeks flush as she realizes I heard her.

Pulling my legs over the side of the bed, I plant my feet on the floor below and stand up. Her throat constricts as she swallows. When I begin to make my way toward her, she pulls her bottom lip in, her eyes never leaving mine.

“If you wanted me,” I start, closing the space between us. “All you had to do was ask.”

Her chest rises and falls as her breath becomes shallow. I wonder if she can hear my heart slamming against my chest. She’s somehow even more beautiful with her damp, messy pink hair falling down just past her shoulders. Her face is clear of the makeup she had on earlier, the freckles peppered across the bridge of her nose and her cheeks prominent against her fair skin.

I trace my finger down her bare arm, a trail of goosebumps following as I go.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her. Whether or not this goes any further or stops right here, she deserves to know as much. “Tell me, Lilith, what do you want?”

Pools of desire fill her eyes, but I need to hear her say it.

“You,” she answers, just barely above a whisper. “I want you.”

With her consent, my lips crash down on hers. As I deepen the kiss, I fall farther and farther into the spell she’s unknowingly cast upon me. She tastes like peppermint and I can’t get enough of it… of her.

With one hand, I pull her in so that our bodies are against each other. I rake the other one into the nape of her back, weaving my fingers into her hair. In the sudden motion of pulling her closer, the towel must have loosened because I can feel it bunching up between us. Stepping back just enough to allow it to fall, I break the kiss when I feel it drop down on my feet.

“Fuck,” I curse at the sight of her.

Without a single ounce of uncertainty, I know Lilith Sharpe will be my undoing.

And I’m so fucking ready for it.

Lilith and Bram will return in 2025.