Rockford was driven by the festive season as people jostled down the street, mostly holding purchased items, some in wrapped up boxes. String bulbs outlined the shapes of houses and shops, sparkling.
Directing his gaze from the window to the woman who sat opposite him at their table in the restaurant, he found her still on the phone, grey eyes glistening with excitement as she laughed at something whoever was on the other side was saying.
One would think more than a year and a half of living together would mellow the passion. Instead, she still held that ability to k****e the fire inside him with a mere drawl of her tongue on her lips in a sultry caress.
It hadn't been difficult deciding to live with her on her terms. Convincing his mother was the hardest part. After years of fantasizin
