Luke’s P.O.V.
‘Stoooop!’ Bree giggled, squirming underneath me while I was tickling her. Who would have ever thought such a pretty girl could be so ticklish? And who was I to resist the urge to hear and see her laugh? There was no way I was going to stop.
“Never.” I growled back playfully, right before I lashed into her neck, knowing that my morning whiskers would tickle her as well, and as she yelped, I knew I was right.
God, she makes me so happy…
What the hell did I ever do to deserve this?
To deserve her?
I leaned up and grinned down at her. Her cheeks were flushed from laughing so hard and her chest was heaving from trying to fight me off. It was cute that she tried, very cute, but it didn’t do a damn thing on her part to get her free.
“s**t… I love you so much.” I sighed, bu
