Amber's POV
I clear the table. I'll do anything to keep from facing him right now. I waste as much time as I can with the dishes until I have no choice but to return. I don't know what reaction I was expecting, but I know I wasn't expecting to see the relieved gaze on his face.
He meets me in the kitchen's doorway. "I'm proud of you for what you did. You showed her that you're not the same little girl she used to bully. You took back your strength. I love you, princess."
His lips embrace mine in an appreciative kiss. His touch sizzles on my skin, begging me to pull him closer. The command of his lips pushes me back into the door frame. His hands grab at my thighs and loop my legs around his waist. His manhood pulsates against me, and I know we're moments away from colliding. The
