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It’s hard to stay mad at Mikhail when every cell of my body seems, somehow, attuned to him, yearning to get closer.
“Baby,” I bend to whisper in her ear, “come sit on my lap.”
“I wonder,” he says quietly as his finger reaches my naked core and presses onto my clit. “Will they find our sitting arrangement proper?”
“This stops now. I will touch you wherever and whenever I want. If I want to kiss you, you don’t have the right to turn your head.
“No. Do not ‘baby’ me now. Sweet talk won’t get you anywhere this time.
“No more pulling away. No more hot and cold. No more long sleeves.” I point my finger at him. “If I see you in another long-sleeved shirt around the house, I’m going to tear it off you.
“And I get to kiss you everywhere. You got that? I will draw it for you, if needed. Everywhere. Yes, your eye is fucked. I want to kiss it anyway.” I grind my teeth and stare him down. “And you are going to let me.” I poke him with my finger in the center of his chest, then continue, “Because I am in love with you. Every part of you. Your grumpy personality included. Fucking deal with it.
“Don’t you dare try taking a bullet meant for me ever again,” he whispers in my ear.
