CHAPTER 79

"So who do you want, Paty?"

She licks her lips—nervous, sweet—and I nearly lose it.

But I wait.

I fucking wait.

Her gaze flicks to my mouth, then back to mine.

"You," she breathes. "I want you."

And that is all I fucking need. She meets me halfway.

Her mouth is warm, tentative.

I savor it, l...