*Frannie*
Ever since I ordered the furniture, I have been envisioning where each piece will go, and now I look at the plush bright yellow chair and can’t remember if it’s for the sitting area in the library or the offices for one of the staff. I simply can’t think.
I had seen in his eyes that he intended to kiss me, and rather than discourage him or move beyond his reach, I stayed exactly where I was and welcomed his mouth playing havoc with mine. Even now, I can still taste him, smell him, feel him…
I want to be with him in the garden, want things I can never have.
A throat clears and I jerk my gaze over to Jay, who is waiting for my answer, studying me as though he’s searching for something else.
“The library,” I say smartly, deciding I can always move it later if it isn’t where
