Forcing Sylvester to bear something he would deem unbearable… I can’t explain the excitement that has adrenaline injecting straight into my heart. “But then I would really have to kill him,” I conclude. Her brow pinches, and that pink mouth is parted with confusion. Despite her uncertainty, her eyes are blown wide, and little pants are slipping past her tongue. “Why?” she murmurs. I reach up, thumbing those sweet lips until the sensitive flesh pinches into her teeth. Who knew a single word could plague me so profoundly? Mine.
