I watched his fingers trailing across the looping silver bracelets, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as he picked one up. He held it up looking at it closely before he looked over at me, an eyebrow raised in question.
I nodded, and he smiled, his fingers grasping my wrist and pulling it up.
“A lovely choice,” Sin purred as he watched Marcus trail his fingers across the delicate skin on the inside of my wrist before bringing up and cuffing it into place.
“Are you sure this is what you want Amelia?” He asked his voice gravelly and I knew he wasn’t just talking about the bracelet but us as well.
I bit my lip, my eyes meeting his, I nodded.
“Words, please.” He said, his fingertips still trailing it across my skin, making it hard for me to think.
“I want this Marcus,” I answ
