The Price of Bought Passion
“I seem to remember that last time, you didn’t ask for much permission. So why aren’t you storming into my bedroom every night? After all, I’m already trapped by your rules.”
“To be honest, that’s exactly what I want most,” the man distracted himself from the road, glancing at me briefly before returning his attention to driving. “But, as it turns out, there’s a charm in waiting. You know it will happen, and I know it will happen. And in our moment, my patience will pay off handsomely. For the first time in my life, I’m willing to endure a few weeks, because I know the end goal will be worth it. The longer you age the wine, the more exquisite it becomes.”
His persuasive, confident voice gave
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