Savannah had never been so soft when she was with Devin. She never said she loved him, and she never wanted his kiss or touch. She became his girlfriend only because they had a marriage agreement, but she nodded to become Dylan's wife because she didn't want to leave him because she loved him.
Did he actually propose to her? And she said yes? She still couldn't believe it.
So, in a few days, was she really going to be Mrs. Sterling?
Dylan's other hand trailed up from her waist and up to her breast. Savannah inhaled sharply as his fingers encircled them and started kneading gently.
"I want you now," Dylan whispered in her ear and very gently grazed her earlobe with his teeth.
His phone rang, interrupting the morning sex.
"Shit!" Dylan frowned and answered the phone, his other hand still wrapped Savannah in his arms.