RONAN
My heart’s going f*****g wild in my chest. One more second of having her so close to me, and I’ll snap–I need to be inside her.
But ever-stubborn Sarah cannot seem to see that, or she does, and she has a plan to infuriate me until the very end.
She rolls her warm brown eyes and slips from grip as her back touches the glass mirror behind her.
“Oh please,” she tuts.
“Are you really going to f**k me here while your date is out there waiting?”
I plant my right palm on the glass, closing in.
I’ll do anything to get a whiff of the sweet vanilla scent she’s wearing tonight.
It’s been too long. Too damn long.
Yes. I know I saw her last night. That’s a whole twenty four hours without a taste of her. She has no idea how difficult it’s been.
“First of all,” I whisper into her
