“Flicking my nose,” I repeat simply. “Something I’ve always had a thing for. Among others, of course.” Understanding lights his eyes as a slow smile spreads across his lips, accompanied by dimples on either side. “Go on, darling.” “That reminds me.” I nod. “Calling me ‘darling.’ Cocky bastards. Long, dark eyelashes…” I could melt from the heat in his gaze. “Knowing what I need exactly when I need it. Ripping my dresses. Dimples that make me—” In a single step, he’s closed the distance between us and pulled my mouth to his.
i love yall down.
