Chapter Forty-Two
Malachi's POV
I woke before Alicia. Beside Alicia. Where I'd dreamed of being for weeks.
She was beautiful in sleep. Peaceful in a way she never was awake. Her hair spread across my pillow like dark silk. Her lips slightly parted. The curve of her bare shoulder visible above the sheets.
Mine. Finally mine.
Every possessive instinct in me wanted to pull her closer. To wrap my arms around her and hold her so tight she'd never want to leave. To wake her with kisses and make her understand that last night changed everything.
That she was mine now. Completely. Irrevocably.
I'd done terrible things to make this moment possible. Kept Travis unconscious for weeks. Manipulated situations. Removed obstacles. All so I could have her without interference.
And I'd do it all again without hesitation.
