“You keep fucking me like this,” she breathed, “And I might just have to leave your sister. That’s not what this is or what I’d want it to be.”
“What about what I want?” Danni asked. I have some growing that I need to do, and I can’t promise you that things will remain the same a year from now.”
“Dammit, Marcus…” Danni didn’t even bother trying to hide the tears. At this moment, with her on her knees before me, I wanted Natashya. “Yeah, I can,” she said, a soft smile playing about her lips. Erin’s soft lips on my cheek sent a wave of warmth skittering across my body. She looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes that reminded me of a lush Canadian forest; her bright smile was made even more beautiful thanks to her perfect lips—not too thin… not too plush. “No,” she said, backing away. “This is just as much my mess as yours. Eventually, I pulled away from Natashya, turned, and slipped to the floor with my back to the desk as I tried to catch my breath. “Hey, Danni!” I said as she reached me. On top of all that, I needed time to heal from a year’s worth of emotional investment in Natalie.
