“Thanks for coming back,” I whisper. “I will always come back. I promise.” He rubs my back. “Tell me what you need, Mercer.” I wipe my nose and look at him. Deep blue eyes and dark hair are my favourite combination. Sometimes, despite how cocky I am about it to Dee, I can’t believe he’s actually mine. “I need you to do that thing where you smother me with your body and touch me all over while I sleep.” “You mean cuddle?” I scoff. “No.”
