MARION
Feeling that need for him again, expanding from my center, passing through my belly until it hit my chest, was undoubtedly something I wouldn't have expected when Bruno practically dragged me to the room to yell at each other.
Yell at each other, really! Yell at each other! And when I talk about yelling, it means we're angry, upset, wanting to strangle each other because of our enraged egos, but that's what I believed and Bruno too. Sometimes silence was so treacherous, and honestly, I didn't know how to get out of that situation.
"It seems like we're going to finish yelling at each other somewhere else," Bruno told me without taking his lips off mine.
"How do you know?" I said to him amidst the s****l tension that was rising like boiling milk.
"I feel it, Marion, I feel it jus
