"Florian..." I whispered under my breath as we entered the lonely penthouse. It was dark, and he was carrying me bridal style, his body hot against mine.

I leaned forward, wrapping my arms even tighter as he held me. He looked down, his eyes holding mine.

"Scared?"

I swallowed. "No. You are right here."

He chuckled, his eyes lighting up even though the darkness. I felt my heart skip a beat, and I leaned up, the kisses from the car still living rent free in my nind, my body still needing a lot more of the passion that only he seemed to be able to give.

"I love the way...