I scoffed. “Well, our contract—” “Fuck the contract,” he growled, moving in closer to me, looking me in the face. When I backed up, into the wall, he moved in again, essentially trapping me there as he met my gaze. “I’m telling you… beyond what’s on the paper, that I want you. I want to know you, and… have you, Nalani. I…” He pushed out a sigh, looking away for a moment like he was choosing his words. “I want this to be… real. Tell me if that’s something we can work toward. Something we can do?” I… didn’t even think about it really. Bafflingly. The “yes” was off my lips in a damn near
...more
