[Disclaimer: This chapter contains suggestive writing that is borderline PG-13. Viewer discretion is advised. Feel free to bring your mother along for the ride~ hehe!]
Before I could say anything, he began to kiss my neck tenderly. My skin seemed to burn from the contact. I knew I should push him away, but I didn't have the strength to.
I forced myself to speak, "D-Dante! W-We can't…"
He paused between kisses, "Why?"
I blushed as I struggled to keep hold of my sanity, "Because Millie is probably watching…"
"And?"
My mouth dropped, "And we can't do THAT while she is watching!!"
He blinked, "I don't mind if you don't."
I narrowed my eyes, "Who are you and what did you do to Dante?"
He chuckled, "Millie saved my life. Thanks to her I can hold you in my arms once more. Letting her watch is the least I can do."
WHAT THE &@#%?!
Doesn't he hate Millie? Now he is willing to let her watch?! This is too suspicious!
