“I don’t want to see other women, and I sure as fuck don’t want you seeing other men.” Ice frosted the word men. “You belong with me. Exclusively. There is not a world or lifetime where that’s not true.” Emotion stung the backs of my eyes, but I managed to smile through the tightness in my chest. “Christian Harper, are you asking me out?” “Yes.” Simple, unequivocal. Real.
