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“Ask him if he feels like he might die if he doesn’t get to touch you again.” I frown. “Why would I ask him that?” I whisper. “Because there’s another man who does.” The phone clicks as he hangs up.
“But it was the way you kissed me that I remember the most.” My eyes search his. “How did I kiss you?” “Like you’d been waiting your whole life to kiss me.”
“That’s it, baby.” His eyes close in ecstasy. “Milk me, and show me who it belongs to.”
“Being in love is like being on a deserted island, Jameson. You focus on them and them only, and you make everything else fit around that person.”
