“Tell me you’re mine,” I say, and her head snaps up. I can’t read what’s in her expression, but she has to understand what I’m beginning to suspect. Lor didn’t just drop into my life by chance. None of this is a coincidence. It’s destiny. We were made for each other. What we have goes deeper than lust. Deeper than love. “Never,” she counters, and my heart seizes. “This is just sex, remember?”
