Page 14 of His Prize (Make You Mine)
“I suppose you’re right.” His eyes were on me now, his lips together once he’d finished speaking, drawing my attention. There was something in his expression I didn’t want to look at too long. Understanding? Kindness?
Fuck that, I don’t want pity. “Anyway, maybe we should get dressed and go for a walk? I’ve barely moved since we got here and I need some exercise.”
“I thought what we just did would be workout enough for you?” His smirk and teasing eyes made my glare pointless because I broke into a smile.
“Oh, it was a workout alright, but I’m a high-energy kind of person. I’ll need a lot more exercise than that.” I teased back, giving as good as I got.
“Then maybe we should go for round two instead of a walk?” He said with a definite gleam in his eye.
“Maybe we should,” I answered, getting up to go around the table. I got down on my knees, staring into his eyes as I did so. “Maybe you should let me start things off.”
“Be my guest,” Brian’s lips spread into a wide grin, and he leaned back, giving me full access to whatever part of him I wanted.
