Pulling his head back, he rested his forehead against me as I held onto him tightly. “Strangers have sex.” I looked into his eyes, allowing him to see that I wanted this as much as he wanted it. His lips softly landed on mine, and he pulled on my lips. “I gotta problem, Bleu.” I caressed his beard as he stood in the foyer, holding me up in his arms. I stared into his eyes, scared for the next words that would leave his mouth. “What’s that?” my voice came out as almost a whisper. He hiked me up and held onto me tighter. “If we cross into this territory, I’m not gonna wanna remain a stranger.”
