Chapter 195

• “Hey! What’s with the deal of you cursing on my face, and I can’t?” I quickly sat on the bed, and his eyes landed on my naked chest—they instantly darkened in anticipation. “Don’t look at my breasts, Forrest.” I pointed my fingers to my face. “Eyes up here.”
• “I don’t like you cursing a lot. I’m sorry. And I’ve never been jealous but with you, it fucking hurts like someone is ripping my heart out of my chest. How many times did I want to break every man’s face when I saw them flirting with you? You have no bloody idea.”
• “Then you do know how I felt when I saw Meadow kissing you. It hurt like a bitch!”