“ You know you don't have to do this,” Laera said smiling.

“ See this as an opportunity to get to know where my woman lives.” He replied, smiling.

Laera rolled her eyes and mumbled in her blushing mind, ‘It's just a month.’

' My woman' —she loves it. When he claims her like that. The way it rolled out of his tongue makes her legs press together.

For the past few days, the way he'd treated her, the attention, the affection, she couldn't deny what it did to her heart.

How sweet he is, how attentive and caring he is to her. How he makes her heart race, how...