Page 217 of Torrid Passion
“I can’t speak for the population at large… and who knows how international bad boys operate?”
She bursts out laughing.
Her hands frame my face as she leans down to kiss me. “I love your sense of humor.”
“Glad to know it’s not only about my firm butt,” I wink. She laughs harder. “To answer your question, this bad boy doesn’t want anyone else but a sexy brunette by the name of Kyla.”
She shakes her head, a smile still teasing her lips.
“It’s only been you for a while, Kyla. Even after I came back from Paris three years ago, it took me months to get over you. There hasn’t been anyone else since before I bumped into you at the Quintus and there hasn’t been anyone else since. And to be perfectly clear, there will never be anyone else,” I declare solemnly. “In my expert opinion, bad boys do commit… when they find the woman who steals their heart.”
Her breath is nothing more than a slow exhale.
“You love me.”
“I love you,” I nod.
“This is wild.”
I nuzzle the curve of her neck and drop a string of tender kisses along her jawline. “Good wild?”
She wraps her arms around my shoulders, pulling me closer to her. “Insane wild,” she says. “I love you so much, Loki. I’m so happy right now, I could burst.”
“I love you, gorgeous.”
My mouth covers hers, claiming her with fierce passion.
