Galen
Never have I felt such warmth in my blood for someone, not even during my time with Clarissa. Never have I yearned so intensely for a woman's presence. Her brown eyes sparkled with radiance, her lips were full and inviting.
Gently stroking her cheeks, my thumbs settled upon them, finding some sort of peace doing so. "You've manage to captur my heart ; what do you have to say for yourself?"
Her cheeks were red and flustered, her lips were still swollen from my assault.
A furrow formed on her brow, and she looked troubled. "Why?" she asked.
I blinked, perplexed. "Why? Are you uncomfortable with it? Did I hurt you?"
She let out a soft laugh, covering her face with her hand. "Honestly, I don't think I can face you at the moment. I'm a bit flustered and shy."
"Because we kissed?
