Jett
I didn’t know how I was going to change things, but I was slowly growing more determined to make some drastic changes. Swaying with Asia in my arms, my heart grew soft, and I wanted to show her she meant more to me than anyone ever had.
Turning her around, I unhooked the necklace then unzipped her dress. “How about we get into bed?”
It wasn’t but five in the evening, but I was tired. Tired in so many ways. Who knew that making up a false marriage could be so damn tiring?
As I pushed the dress down, exposing her creamy shoulder, I ran my lips over it. “I love you, Asia.” My heart was swelling with that love.
I hated the intense reactions I had over her, but I f*****g loved that woman. I’d kill for her, or at least wound a man, it seemed. Caring for someone that way, was new to me.
