#Chapter123
/"She gave me some good advice while you took about three hours to get ready…. I didn’t want a reaction, miele, I was grateful. I’ll never make you jealous either. I’m sorry, baby./" He kisses me, breaking away to rub his nose against mine, a little show of affection that I’m getting fond of. /"I don’t have any interest in getting reactions from other women … Only you./"
I smile up at him shyly; he always knows just what to say to me and that inner anxiety fades away, replaced with a sudden desire to curl around him and squeeze tightly.
/"What advice did she give you?/" I question softly, my arms finding his waist even though we’re still standing at the top of the stair in my apartment building. His mouth staying close to mine.
