“But I don’t want to be an asshole with you.” The same warmth seeps into his confession, and I swear I might dissolve entirely. My eyes close again, and I fist my hands at my sides, desperate to touch him, while knowing exactly how bad of an idea it would be if I allowed myself to give in. “I know.” “Let me take you out,” he repeats, continuing his assault on my sensitive skin. “I can’t.” “You’re making this difficult, Brat.”
Seriously I love him so much 😍
