“How about we’re both forgiven?” I suggested, brushin’ my thumbs over her sharp cheekbones. “I think at this point we can agree, we’re more than enemies.” She smiled, and I didn’t resist the urge to press my thumb into the divot of her one-sided dimple. “Enemies with benefits, I hope?” “No,” I growled, leanin’ forward to nip her bottom lip. “We were never enemies, Rocky. I’ve loved you before, and I was foolin’ myself thinkin’ I ever stopped.”
