“I think…I want you,” I whispered as if the gods themselves might be leaning close to steal away my secret and tell it to the world. “You think you want me?” he echoed back at me with a smirk. “Don’t be a dick.” I scowled and he released a light laugh that was filled with a joy I rarely saw in him. “Keep going, rebel. Your dirty talk is sublime.” I smacked his arm, but he just waited for me to continue. “I do want you,” I said more firmly,
