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And months later, Maddox still had it. It was my first gift
to him.
The dreamcatcher he didn’t want but never threw away.
I flipped my curled hair over my shoulders and stared up
at Maddox. “Can you put it on me?”
He took the silver necklace out of the Tiffany box, and
my throat went dry as his hands slipped around the back of
my neck. He stood close, crowding into my space, but I
couldn’t complain. His body heat caused me to flush, and
his fingers were warm against my skin – a teasing touch, so
featherlight that I barely felt it.
Maddox placed the necklace around my neck and the
dreamcatcher charm laid on the base of my throat where it
belonged.
“Beautiful,” he rasped, his breath caressing the tip of my
earlobe. It made me warm and breathless, though we had
been this close so many times: we hugged, we slept in the
same bed, and Maddox would give me piggyback rides. We
were always touching, one way or another, but some days…
it felt more than just a friendly touch. Like today.
My eyes fluttered shut as his thumb brushed against the
pulsing vein in my neck. His touch lingered there, feeling
my heartbeat through my throat.
“The necklace or me?” I asked, my eyes still closed.
Why… did I just ask that?
“You,” he said. “Always you.” His voice was soft and hot,
leaving me feeling things I couldn’t explain, couldn’t put
into words.
I leaned into him, my palms landing on his chest. The
hard thump of his heart had my eyes snapping open.
Maddox’s gaze flickered to my lips. His hands fell to my
curve of my shoulders, sliding down my arms, and his
fingers curled around my hips.
A single heartbeat passed between us.
I pulled back, breaking the moment between us. Maddox
blinked before releasing a shuddering breath. My skin still