EGAN
He walked on the warm sand of the beach, because Primrose wanted to feel the wind in her face.
She had said it exactly like that.
He looked down at her as she walked with her feet partly in the water, and he knew she had traveled far in her head the way she always did.
He would give half his wealth to know what she was thinking.
Maybe science will create something like that in the future.
He would gladly fund such a project.
He would get to see all of her. He did not like that there were parts of her locked away from him. He wanted all of her, every single inch.
She suddenly turned those gorgeous emerald eyes to him and his heart stopped.
He let go of her hand and grabbed her face in his hands.
He tasted her lips, exploring every inch of her mouth, desperate to wipe off
