Prisley's mind was fuzzy, "I am yours?"
"What if I don't..." Her words were cut off by another kiss, leaving her flushed and weak. She closed her eyes.
She felt herself being lifted, then gently placed on the bed.
"If I didn't make it clear before, from today on, you're mine. Everything about you." Heather said in a husky voice, his passionate kisses resuming.
His deep voice pierced Prisley's core. He'd never said such things before. Why now? He said he didn't love her...
Was it because of Mark? Was he really into her, or just trying to one-up Mark? These men...
Prisley's thoughts scattered as electric currents surged through her, igniting a fire within.
She had been mad at Heather before, but now she couldn't resist his teasing. He knew exactly how to touch her sensitive spots - he
