She moans, her hands no longer pushing me away as I whisper my lips across her ear. “But I didn’t, because I wanted you to be happy.” Goosebumps erupt along her skin. “I’d never be happy with him.” “Why is that? He not wicked enough for you?” “No.” She shoves me again, fire in her eyes when I meet her gaze. “Because I’m in love with you.”
