Wicked Lovers 01 Wicked Ties (47 page)

“Yeah?” he murmured against her mouth. “Tell me, mon coeur.”

Morgan dropped her gaze, drew in a deep breath, and went for broke. “That everything we’ve been talking about could be real. I want to forgive you—”

“And I want you to wear my pendant.” He fished it out of his pocket. “I’ve been keeping it here, close to me…to be close to you.”

“Jack.” Morgan just about dissolved into tears. “I want to keep you, love you, have you with me always,” he whispered.

In the background, Deke clapped and let loose a stadiumworthy whistle.

Jack started at the sound. Then he growled something ugly, set Morgan aside, and stomped to the door. He grabbed Deke by the arm. “And some fantasies are meant to be for two.” He shoved Deke out the door into the harsh midday sun. “Go to your own room.”

“And do what? You’re more entertaining than the soap operas on TV right now.”

“Fuck off.” Jack slammed the door in his face, then sidled back to Morgan. “Where were we?”

She couldn’t stop the smile curling up her lips. “With you having the fantasy that you could keep me and love me forever.” “Still having that fantasy.” He cupped her face in his large, warm hands, and stared at her with dark, hungry eyes. “Can you make it come true, cher?”

“Thanks to you, I know who and what I am now.” She brushed a solemn kiss across his mouth. “Your wish is my command…sir.”