“Now it’s my turn to check if you have a good memory, Mr. William! I don’t update it as much lately, and I haven’t talked about it much with you… But what is the name of my blog?”
Austin rolls his eyes. “You call that a ‘difficult question’? Rachel Style. I even told you that title alone made me dreamy…”
“Well I should have known that you remember.” I did not expect him to be so attentive.
“I remember everything important. And everything about you is important to me.”
I shudder. Austin said those words as if his lips were on fire and more serious than ever. He comes closer and slides his hand around my waist. “Unfortunately for you Miss Davis… I’ve won again.”
Austin lifts me like a feather and puts me back down on our kitchen counter. Then he presses up against me and
