"Hmm."
Skyler Jones scooped up Christine Quinn with ease, holding her in his arms.
Christine wrapped her arms around Skyler's neck, gazing at him deeply with affection.
On the large bed, Skyler hovered over Christine's body, cupping her delicate, beautiful face, his eyes shining like obsidian as he looked at her, "Baby..."
"Hmm?"
"Say 'I love you' for me to hear."
"Why do I have to say it?"
"I want to hear it."
Christine said softly, "I love you."
"Add my name."
"I love you, Skyler."
Only then, satisfied, did Skyler lower his head and gently peck her cherry red lips.
She closed her eyes to meet his kiss, but suddenly, she turned her head, pushing against his chest and asked, "By the way, there's something I need to ask you..."
Skyler's eyes, filled with desire, looked at her dreamily, "Hmm?"
"You said you were investigating who took those photos... did you find out?"
"Yes."
"Who was it?"
"You don't need to know, but I won't let them go."
