𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞

"I think maybe I could love you," he said casually, and before she could manage a response he twined his fingers through her hair and kissed her. The desire in his kiss was inevitable as he devoured her lips in front of the cameras flashing.

"I hate you," she reminded him as he pulled away, half breathless. At some point her hands had ended up in his hair.

"Maybe," he grinned roguishly. "But you love the way I kiss you.