154 — Will Desmond feel the same?

Desmond lowers his eyes as his hand slides along the curve of my waist… And thankfully, he doesn’t wait long to finally ask, “Do you really think so?”

“Of course, I do… You said yourself that it couldn’t have been better.” I caress his face and place a light kiss on his lips. “Do you regret your words?”

“Um, I don’t know... Maybe I should take it back?”

My eyebrows furrow, and he fights the silly