“I can’t stop thinking about you,” Dagger whispered. “Not since the night we met and it doesn’t usually happen like that for me.” Dagger pressed a soft kiss to Ryan’s temple. His fingers lifted to Ryan’s face and stroked, feathery light touches over a day’s worth of stubble on his unshaved chin. “I know you don’t want to hear that, but it’s true.” Dagger leaned back, his eyes connecting with Ryan’s. His hand still held on to Ryan’s chin; his thumb skimming across his bottom lip. “You feel this, too, don’t you?” Ryan nodded. His heart was ready to explode from his chest. “I’m also sensing you don’t want to feel this,” Dagger said, his eyes half-mast and lazy with lust, “but it’s too powerful for you to ignore. Isn’t it?”
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Ann Lister,
Fall For Me