“I intend to, trust me.” I shivered. “You do?” “God yes.” He sighed, then took a step back. “But we need to be careful. This is a dangerous path we’re on.” “I know but I don’t care. I want this.” Romero kissed me again. He shook his head. “I don’t know how you did it but I can’t get you out of my fucking mind. And now this.” He gestured at my bikini. “You’re lucky you can’t read my mind, you’d be shocked.”
