Take what I want
His eyes lit up, the gleam in them something both wicked and gentle at the same time. ‘I’m going to kiss you now, if that’s okay?’
‘Since when have you ever asked to kiss me?’ I laughed, our bodies touching now that he’d stepped closer once more. ‘You’re usually the guy who takes what he wants.’
‘Oh yeah?’ He tilted his head, just a little, and I smiled at the brightness lingering in his eyes. ‘Maybe I should take what I want, then.’
My words came out in a hushed whisper. ‘Maybe you should.’
Until next time,
