I don’t want to hide my feelings anymore, so I embrace this moment of new bravery. “Oh yeah?” His voice is low and sexy, and it does indescribable things to my insides. “Who am I?” “Did you forget?” I ask playfully, leaning a little closer to him, his hand on my neck pulling me forward, gently coaxing me even closer. “You’re the man I’m going to marry someday.” “Fuck.” He exhales the word and pulls my lips down to his, and our second collision is just as amazing as the first—slow, tantalizing, and consuming.
