Zahir I love you but your such an arse at times, "you want marriage, Katherine?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "You want to be my woman?" He's protective and risks his own comfort to make sure that Katherine is safe, "it's the crowd," he said, his voice tight. "I saw...I thought you were in danger." He flexed his fingers before curling them back into a fist, "I'm not insane," he ground out." He doesn't want to admit it but when he doesn't get a daily dose of his girl's smart mouth he does miss it, "well, you haven't invaded my bedroom or my gym in nearly two weeks, and it's been the same amount of time since you've invaded my office. Not only that, but you haven't taken Lilah out for a ride. You've been hiding." He also gets possessive of his girl, "how about if I learned to dance like that?" He turned his head sharply, his expression fierce. She smirked. "Not in front of other people. For you." She let her fingers drift over his thigh, up higher."
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