Amy swallowed.
First things first. What did he mean by finishing what she started? Did he mean they were going to make love?
What did he mean?
Luther watched Amy’s lips part, as she struggled to find words. She was speechless, not knowing how crazy he was feeling at the moment.
Just being in that close range to her, it felt like he would snap, but he was holding himself.
Tightening his fist, which was on the wall, he pulled away from her, and saw her involuntarily exhale in relief. “What was the thing you wanted to give me?” He asked, and she moistened her lips.
“Oh. Um…”
She seemed disturbed, like she couldn't concentrate. He had asked her something simple, but her brain was yet to propose a simple answer.
She looked at him.
“I'm sorry, what?”
“You were saying to yourself e
