"I've been dreaming of you," I murmured as we turned a corner and Ethan growled in a possessive, self-satisfied way as he threaded his fingers through mine and squeezed my hand tight. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, his mouth moving to lay kisses along my throat and sending shivers through my skin. "The kind where you stand up and tell the whole world you're mine," I replied breathily.
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