“I can’t use your money.” “You can and you will.” I take her hand and place it in her palm, then close her fingers around it. “You’re my girlfriend now. It’s my job to take care of you.” Her brows lift. “Girlfriend? I don’t recall getting asked.” Grabbing her hip with one hand, I tug her to me and cup her jaw with the other. I stare at her for a moment, soaking it all in, adoring every inch of her, and my body flames. “Be my Love?” Her cheeks taint a rose colour, the sweetest smile curls on her lips, and her eyes glimmer. “How can you say you’re not good with words?” I sheepishly shrug.
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