CHAPTER SEVEN

“I am sorry, Nala” he whispers, and I am shocked that he is apologizing. I smile, as I am happy he is doing this. I suddenly feel like I can finally be happy. Don leans forward to kiss me. His soft lips meet mine, and I smile against him. He moves his hand to my shoulder, deepening the kiss. His hands find their way to my back as he caresses me gently, never breaking the kiss. A moan escapes my mouth as he trails kisses down my neck.

Don touches me, and I turn to face him, and my heart vigorously thumps against my ribcage.

“Oh, Don,” I...