The Frozen Heart
"I am too by the way,"
"Why?" I demanded.
"Because you are finally mine," He answered, with his usual megawatt smile.
I flushed beet red at his words and he laughed with amusement.
"I love this color," He whispered, tracing my cheeks with his thumb and instantly sending shivers down my spine.
Liam's driver, John drove us to the tarmac where a sleek black aircraft was already waiting for departure. On the black surface, McKinnon's was painted in big bold white.
"Wow," I exclaimed with fascination as we climbed out.
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