••Third Book in the Lily Swan series!••
Just when I thought he was about to kiss me he pulled away.
I dropped my leg from his hip from my confusion, and I looked up at him.
All he did was laugh, "Yeah I think you're right. I think we should go downstairs."
He stood up from the love seat leaving me laying there looking up at him like he's joking, which he clearly isn't. He walked towards the door while opening it and waiting for me to get off the love seat.
I finally got up with a huff of annoyance. He's such a tease.
"I hate you," I mumbled knowing he would still hear.
"You love me," he spoke huskily following me down the stairs.
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