“Kiss me.” She leaned in but stopped, a whisper away from my lips. “Say please.” “What if I don’t?” “Then I won’t kiss you.” I grinned, dragging my mouth across hers. “Sure about that?” “Say please.” “Please.” She launched herself at me, flying off her stool. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her tongue was in my mouth. Fuck breakfast, I didn’t need a damn thing more than this woman.
