Chapter 87 To Feel You
- Kneeling before her, he placed his other hand on her knee to massage it over her skirt. Vaguely noticing she didn’t jump or recoil from his touch this time.
- “Is this a game? Do you toy with me?” He took another drink and eyed her warily over the rim. “Am I playing a fool in your hands?”
- It’s been years of casual touches, getting close, then drawing back. I’m more confused than ever.