FORREST
“MAYBE IN our dreams, love.” I wanted to hug her so tight and kissed her hard until my anger wore off, but she would not remember it tomorrow. It was useless to take advantage of a poor drunk woman. What I wanted to do was to s***k her pretty arse. She may be drunk, but I could still see the pain, the sadness, and the hunger in her eyes, and I was sure she could see the same thing in me as well.
“Are you some kind of a hot white knight?” She slowly raised her hand, running her finger on my chin.
“If you think so, then I am.” I missed you, woman. So bloody much that I can’t see straight right now, but I still have my self under control, and my respect for you was still intact even though you’re already in my arms. And it’s insane how much I value my feelings for you.
She swallow
