He chuckled at her blast of anger towards Aya, and reached out to caress her jaw with the back of his hand, “She was drunk…really drunk. Don’t be angry at her baby, there was no harm done.”

“No wonder she was begging for my forgiveness.” She seethed. “She had no right! You are mine.”

“Now that’s what I want to hear!” He grabbed her and crushed his mouth against hers in an unforgiving passionate all-telling kiss. Her sudden possessiveness elated him. She constantly balanced back and forth between him, her friends, and her career. She just released Aya from her loyalties over the betrayal. When he pulled her back she looked thoroughly dazed, but he still held her face in his hands. His eyes searched hers, “You shouldn’t ever worry about other women. When you choose to be with me…” He felt her tremble, “…and I pray you choose to. I will show you such amazing things, desires, and ecstasy that you will not regret it.”

“Is it all re