#thefavoredit

“For as long as you wear these rings, you’re mine; no other man has the right to touch you. I’d never fucking allow it.”

“But I would have managed it,” he assured me, pitching his voice low. “Because what do I always get?” “What you want.” “Exactly, baby girl.” He gently tapped the tip of my nose. “Never forget it,” he whispered.”

“You’re not a vamp, are you? Because it would explain your predatory nature, aversion to garlic, why you never seem to get sick, how you seem to be able to read my mind, and why you keep biting me during sex. Not that I’m complaining about the latter. It’s hot.” Dane sighed, but his eyes lit with a faint glimmer of amusement. He gently flicked the diamond on my engagement ring. “You have a drop of milk on your chin.” I frowned. “You usually don’t complain when I don’t swallow properly. I don’t know where I am with you.” He fisted my hair and tugged my head back. “Behave.” He pressed a soft kiss to my mouth. “You’re going to pay for that later.” He released my hair. “Eat your cereal.”