Violet's P.O.V.
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"Are you sure this is what you want?" Setson asked me.
I nodded as I chewed on the inside of my cheek.
Setson practically jumped up from the bed. In less than two seconds, he was standing in front of me. So close that I could feel his body heat warming me up more than I already was.
"I want to hear you say it," he stated.
I gulped.
"I want to stay... with you, Setson," I said softly as I held his gaze.
A smile spread across Setson's face. He reached up to cup my cheek. Then he tangled that hand in my hair.
"I won't promise to be gentle," he said.
"Okay," I breathed out.
"I'm going to be rougher than you've ever seen me before. I won't listen if you tell me to stop. Not unless-"
"Pineapple," I cut him of
