5 parts Complete MatureTurning toward him completely, I maneuvered us until he was prone on top of me, snaking my arms around his waist, pressing his soft curves against me. The evening sunlight filtered across his face, his irises now a mix of thunderstorm and honey. Expression soft, I pecked his nose, only to lightly brush it with my own. "Don't be angry, it doesn't make me love you any less."
"And apparently a sweet-talker too." His nose scrunched, his head making little sarcastic swivels. "But that's OK, because you're all mine and by god are you amazing."