Who's Your Boss?
"Since when have you become the boss, Winnie?" he demanded to know.
I smirked at him. "I've always been the boss, Drummond. It's just now dawning on you."
"Oh, really?" Reed crossed the room and stopped in front of me. He looked down into my eyes. "Well, I guess to keep the peace I'll let you keep thinking that."
"Whatever works for you." I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him. "Was there a reason you dropped by, handsome?"
"Yes." He lowered his head, pausing inches from my mouth. "I wanted to kiss you good morning," he breathed.
My breath catching in my throat, I whispered, "I'm all yours."
"And don't you forget it." Reed crushed my lips beneath his.
With a kiss like that, there was no way I could ever forget.