“You follow the emotion,” she said knowingly. “What you told me last night.” “Yeah.” I closed my laptop and looked up at Bonnie. Her eyes were already on me. Then they dropped to my lips. “Farraday.” I inched closer and pressed my forehead to hers. “If you don’t want me to take your mouth right now, I’d stop looking at me like that.” “Like what?” she whispered, cheeks flushed. “Like you want to feel my tongue ring in your mouth again.”
