CHAPTER - 17
"Stop. Prerna, I want to be here," Jenn said, pulling her closer. "Tve always wanted to be here."
She grinned, staring at their hands. "Right here?"
"Yes," he said, lacing his fingers with hers. "Right
here."
"But I'm dangerous," she said. She leaned forward and pressed her cheek against his chest. His heartbeat pounded in her ear. "I think you know that." She smirked. "At least your heart does."
Letting go of one hand, he touched her chin. "You couldn't hurt a fly"
"I've killed many flies in my days."
"Okay, fair. How about - you couldn't kill a deer...or a bunny... ora moose. Something bigger than a fly."
"That's true," she said, putting her arm around his back, his body firm and hardened beneath the shirt.
Her heart warmed, as did her skin. "But you know
what I
