~WILLOW~
I woke up needy and missing Dante's touch. I'm not sure why I feel this way. I should be worried about my own life. Someone may or may not be out to get me. And if that person wasn't coming for me, he was after Dante, which terrified me even more.
Still, I couldn't stop thinking about the way he kissed me. Dante always kisses me so passionately that it's hard to think of anything but his kisses.
Did he also kiss Anya as he kissed me? Did he kiss her like she was the last woman on earth?
I didn't want to think about him kissing my sister, but I couldn't help but wonder.
I wanted Dante to love me more than he ever loved her. I knew I was being selfish. I knew that I couldn't force someone to love me. I never wanted to force him to do anything for me. I wanted him to like me
