“I’m not okay…” She raised her head to look at him; giving up, giving in. “Take care of me.”
Her breathless words surprised him, the desperation in them was the same desperation he felt; a need that only involved her. Her scent was mesmerizing; like a hypnotic spell, it compelled him; drowning him in the most graceful way possible. He wanted her…f*ck, he wanted her so bad. “Say that again, I want to make sure I heard that right. I don’t want to do something that’ll f*ck with the progress of our relationship, so please say it again.”
She bit her bottom lip, the motion flipping the switch in his head, loosening a lot of screws. “I said that…you heard me, I know you did.”
“I never said I didn’t…I want to make sure you’re aware of your words too and not just caught up in a moment you’ll reg
