“Means you’re mine and I’m yours. We don’t make love with anybody else.” “‘Make love,’” I repeated, amused, but I couldn’t deny that was exactly what he’d done last night. He gave me a playful glare. “It also means I get to take care of you. No more ‘I’m fine’ shit.” “What if I am fine?” “Ok, smartass, you can say you’re fine if you’re actually fine. I mean no lying. It means that I get all of you and you get all of me. The good and the bad. It means I’ll always have your back. No matter what.” Blooms filled my chest again. “Do I get to kiss you whenever I want?” He grinned, delighted. “You
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