Chapter 33 Punished (4)
- I whine at him from behind the ball, but it's very good at doing what it's supposed to. I try to talk, but it comes out garbled and completely incoherent. I narrow my eyes at him and he laughs, stroking my face with his palm. "You look so pretty."
- Damn him. Even in this state, his words produce that warm and fuzzy feeling deep in my belly. I really am smitten.