As cliché as it is," he sets his hand on his chest. "The heart knows what it wants. I'm a slave to it-and right now, it's ordering me to be yours. So allow me to follow the command."
As cliché as it is," he sets his hand on his chest. "The heart knows what it wants. I'm a slave to it-and right now, it's ordering me to be yours. So allow me to follow the command."