#Chapter 112
Warren
Doubt contorts her face and she pinches her eyebrows. /"I don't know. It's been a while. Years. I don't even remember the last time I drew anything./"
Cupping her chin I align our gazes so she can see herself the way I see her. Perfect. /"All the more reason for you to pick up the pen and give it a go. You'll be impeccable at it./"
Instead of answering me she takes a hold of my dress shirt and pulls me to her. My lips collide with hers and we kiss like time is our enemy.
/"You have so much faith in me./"
/"That's because I know you can do it./" I kiss her because I can't get enough of her.
/"I'll send you pictures./" Climbing my lap, she straddles me.
/"Perfect./" I grasp the flimsy material of her skirt and I hike it up her thighs as I kiss her.
