“You’re onto me, big guy. Will you let me even the score?” she murmurs on my mouth, her lips soft and warm.
“You already have.”
Her brows furrow. “I haven’t stolen anything other than your truck.”
“You stole more than my truck, beautiful. Every time I’m with you, you steal pieces of my heart.”
“Would you like the pieces back?” Wistful smile on her face, and I am falling harder for Beautiful Defiance.
“No, baby. My heart is yours for as long as you want me.”
“A long time, Seven. I love you.”
“I love you too, Leigh.”