“Will you forget me?” he asks between hot kisses against my stomach, trailing up to my sternum. I writhe beneath him and bite my lower lip to keep from moaning as he cups my tits and squeezes them. “Will you forget me when I’m dead?” I look down at him. His blue eyes pierce through mine. “I’ll never forget you, Raine. Never. How could you even think that I would?” He lets out a few low chuckles and murmurs over my breast, “Let’s put it to the test then. I’ll leave a note in one of your books, and if you forget me, maybe you’ll remember me when you find it. Even if it’s just for a moment.”
