Imogene Scott

I bite my lip and gaze into his eyes. “The party can wait, we have a few minutes.”

Damien’s impossibly beautiful face breaks out into a heart stopping smile. God, he just looks so... joyful. He sits on tte edge of the bed and pulls me onto his lap and into his arms. I bury my face in his neck, wrap my arms around him and hold on, inhaling his sexy scent, planting soft kisses on his cheek.

I lean back and take his face in my hands, gazing deeply into his eyes. “I love you.”

He smiles again. “I love that you love me.”

Suddenly he’s kissing...