The Mark of the Unwanted Mate
"So, words of affirmation is your love language, huh?"
"If it's you, then my love speaks all languages."
The sweet symphony of his words rang in my ears like a melody I never want to end, and his statement made me remember all the things he did for me, especially his acts of service. . . just like what he did to me in the tub.
With my heart making my system go wild, my lips break into a wide grin.
"What a sweet talker."
"Only for you."
My mouth hung open in disbelief and I looked at him over my shoulder. His eyes are closed as if he's savoring the moment, and the soft glow of the moon outlines his features, emphasizing his silky hair and his pointed nose.