Safe to love you (Ink Series - Spin Off Book 2)

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Author: Jude Ouvrard
staring at you.''
    Shit! Of course, he’ll be watching me like a hawk, he’s always so suspicious. I paste a bright smile on my face and try to look natural.
    ''Where are we going?'' I ask anxiously. To be honest, I'm a little scared that Dean will follow us right away. He’s certainly not going to wait long before he comes to take possession of me again.
    ''We're almost there, pretty girl!'' the blonde announces happily.
    Me? Pretty? She's the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Tall and slim, with blond hair to die for and her smile is bewitching. Why on earth would she call me pretty girl? I’m stunned to the point where I’m speechless. I'm just an ordinary woman, nothing in comparison to her natural beauty.
    Suddenly, I see the handsome stranger. He’s leaning against a wall, and he looks anxious. I’m conflicted—half of me is more alive than ever before, while the other half is scared shitless.
    ''There you go my friend; you owe me your life.” She motions toward me with her head. “Her boyfriend was about to rip my head off. I think he's a little possessive.'' Sadly, the blond woman isn’t joking. She emphasized ‘little’, connoting that Dean was VERY possessive…her sarcasm was hard to miss.
    I speak up, knowing she’s right. ''He is possessive, very actually. Whatever it is you need to tell me, I'd suggest you hurry.'' I glance around, searching for Dean. ''He's probably already on his way to find me.''
    The handsome guy speaks to the blond woman. ''Ali, can you keep an eye out, make sure we get a couple of minutes?''
    ''What am I? Do I look like a freaking bodyguard to you? Geez, Williams. What's wrong with you?'' Ali, the blond woman rolls her eyes, her hands on her hips as she glares at my handsome stranger.
    I can’t help but laugh.
    ''That's the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my life.'' His voice makes my knees go weak as he continues. ''And I'm telling you tonight’s concert—Muse—they’re my favorite band. Today is definitely my lucky day.'' He grins and my heart melts. I’ve never believed in fairy tales before, but right now, he's my prince.
    The handsome guy speaks again, which is probably a good thing, because I’m staring at him like a lovesick fool. ''Look, I get it. You have a boyfriend, but I have to tell you…what I felt when I touched you—well, it was...I don't know what the hell it was. Words fail me.'' He shakes his head bashfully and shrugs. ''It was...magical, amazing even. I don't know what it was. I probably sound like a fucking moron right now but I’m...ah, shit! I don’t know how to explain it.''
    ''I felt it too.'' I find my voice and rush to reassure him, placing a hand on his forearm. I want to touch him again. I need to know if touching him will have the same effect on me—us, and I need to know I'm not going crazy. The same energy is there again, tickling the skin on my fingers, thickening the air between us. We stare at each other; neither of us understands what’s happening. The muscles in his arm tighten beneath my hand and I lower my gaze to where my fingers touch his skin. His arm is covered with tattoos. So freaking hot! My breath hitches in my throat and I struggle to swallow.
    He wraps his arm around my back and draws me close to him until we're only inches apart, staring right into each other’s eyes. His grey eyes are to die for, and I’m struggling to breathe.
    He leans closer and brushes his lips against mine. It begins as a soft, sweet kiss and gradually I turn it into something deeper, more passionate. I’ve never been kissed like this before and I could happily kiss him all night. I lift my hands and run them through his dishevelled black hair.
    ''Hey, he’s coming!'' Ali shouts as she repositions herself next to us. ''Let her go, now!'' she fervently hisses, fear palpable in her tone.
    He instantly lets go of me and I’m lost, bereft without his touch. I watch him slipping away into the crowd and I want to yell after him,
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