Clinton's POV
She turns to me, her brown eyes glint with unshed tears.
"Do you love me?"
"I crave you. I ache for you with every breath I take." I stare at her. "That is the truth," I whisper. "That will always be the truth."
"I'm going to hell for this," she whispers as she places her slender hand on my clothed chest, her fingers slowly unbuttoning the buttons in order to reach my bare skin. "Kiss me."
I rest my forehead against hers, my lips brushing her full ones fleetingly.
"I want to be your beginning and your end," I tell her.
"You already are," she says.
I shake my head.
"No."
"No?"
"I won't kiss you until I'm all you know."
"I hate you," she says.
"I know."
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Clinton Priest
ChickLitA tale of love and a vengeance that transcends time and defies death. The town. Haven is an island of the affluent; the rich and glamorous. But behind the beauty and glitz lies a terrible secret. The Curse. Clinton Priest has spent centuries seeking...
