Willison POV

“Tell me this is okay,” he said again as he stood poised by the edge of her bed.

“This is okay. It’s more than okay,” Mia replied.

Willison groaned, kissing her again as he let her feet down and his hands went to the hem of her shirt, breaking their kiss only long enough so he could remove it. Her bra was next and as desperate as he was, he didn’t even notice the lace or design. His complete focus was on getting her naked and feeling her skin against his. That was the remedy for this pain inside him. Skin on skin. Nothing between them.

“Mia,” he...