Violets and Ash
His lips quirked amusedly, “As tempting as you are when you get all sassy, what makes you think I’ll play by your rules?”
My fingers danced up his shoulders, over the rapidly fading bruises, until they reached the thick mop of hair on his head. Still messy from the fight, it was all too easy to thread my fingers through until I had a firm grip. One sharp tug and he snarled, drawing me close until his breath fanned across his lips.
“You’re going to play by my rules because it’ll make me happy.” I cooed sweetly, fluttering my lashes at him.
A chuckle vibrated his chest. “So, you’ve finally realized you have me wrapped around your finger then?”
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