FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire
Guess I didn’t hate it.
“Love your face,” he mumbled, nipping at my nose.
“Lucky for you, it’s stuck to me,” I shot back, and he laughed. God, that laugh. I wanted to bottle it up and carry it around like some weird emotional support soundbite.
“You’re stupid pretty. It’s criminal, honestly.”
“Yeah, fake it till you make it,” I grumbled, shoving my face into his chest.
He growled, scooped me right up, squeezed so hard I let out this embarrassing squeak. “Fake it? Not a chance. I’d spend all day hyping you up if you’d let me.”
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