A gust of wind whipped my hair.
It felt different. I felt different.
Wanted. Sincerely wanted and seen.
When I chose to be here with him, I wanted him to teach me the ways of his business. To groom me, until I can navigate the storm brewing in the distance.
I knew this could happen. But I never expected it to be this quick.
Feeling the smoothness of his fabric, I tapped his chest. " Let's take it slow..."
He shook his head. " I told you I'm not a very patient man."
" I know. But I can't fully commit to a relationship right now."
He heaved a sigh. " You don't need to commit to me for us to work. I'm committed to you."
" Dom—"
" Hazel. You have kept me waiting long enough. I have to take what's mine before someone else does."
I pouted. " I'm not running. Am I?"
" You've run eno
