~ Harlan’s POV ~
As I inhale her scent, my head starts spinning. The hold that she has on me is undeniable. My hands are aching to touch her, my lips trembling to kiss her, and my entire body is on fire. Engulfed in this constrained passion waiting to explode.
I know she’s probably feeling the same way too because she starts squirming. Logan’s whispering things to her ear and her body is responding. But still, she’s not speaking. I keep waiting for that word to come out, and each passing second is like torture.
As soon as she says yes, I’m gonna take her and make her ours again…
So come on, sweet girl. I want to hear you say it. — I say internally, knowing full well that she can hear me.
I know what your body’s telling me, but I want your lips to admit it.
Savannah starts whimperin
