Chapter 27 Twenty Seven- I Like Him

• ANNATORIA
• “I still can’t believe,” Darius breathed, rustling my hair in the process, “how explosive things have become between us.” His hand went to the back of my head, and with simple pats, he stroked it as if putting me to sleep. “Didn’t I meet you barely a week ago, woman?”
• “Don’t ask me,” I mumbled, half-pouting into his chest. “If you had not made a move, this wouldn’t be happening.” I sounded pissed, but I was smiling. Lying on his chest and listening to his heartbeat was as therapeutic as him tasting my skin and fingering me.