"Let's go over this one more time. I don't believe it sank in well yesterday. If you drink your morning coffee standing half-naked, wearing only a man's shirt, it's going to be MY shirt and with me. Only me."
I felt something dangerously close to butterflies erupting in my stomach hearing his words, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions. So I tried to keep it cool and smug when replying.
"A little possessive for a womanizer like you, don't you think?"

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Meet Jessica. Sweet and sassy university girl with high expectations for her future and miserable luck in her love life.  She has a loving family, crazy, but awesome best friend, and after her last breakup, she keeps on looking for a guy who won't be just handsome, loving, and funny, but will also know what he's doing in bed. Her wish is granted in a form of a childhood friend of her brother-in-law. 
Except... there is nothing loving or faithful about him. But he sure knows how to handle his women in bed.

Only Mine

I stopped the kiss before getting any further. Even though my heart and entire body were screaming at me to never end this sweet torture, my brain was right trying to stop me. I'm not doing this the same way as before. We are going to talk this time, work through our problems and hurts, and figure out if we even fit in each other's lives. 


I press my hand gently on his chest, feeling his labored breathing and rapid beating of his heart, letting me know he is just as much affected by this as I am. He slowly reluctantly moves back, the fire in his eyes slowly dousing and a pleading sorrowful look replacing it. 


Chapter 30