“Please.” I smirked, lowering my head down toward her face. My lips were centimeters from hers. “I’m going to love every second of owning your body and your heart.” “Whatever.” She stood on her tiptoes, and her lips moved in closer. I felt her hot breaths brushing against my skin. “I can make you fall in love with me without you even tasting my lips.” “I can make you love me while still treating you like shit.” “I double-dog dare you, Satan.” She held out her hand. “Bet, Chick.”
