Chapter: 1584

His fingers brushed lightly against her neck, making her flinch and giggle. “That tickles!”

Cliff's gaze darkened, his tone dropping an octave. “So sensitive, aren't you?"

Laney shivered at his words, her scalp tingling from his touch. She turned abruptly and wrapped her arms around him. Her face, tilted up toward his, was both bold and innocent-a childlike mischief shining in her eyes. “Cliff, I want a kiss," she demanded, her voice soft but resolute.

Cliff studied her closely, his thoughts lingering on how bold she'd become lately. What had he done to make her so unruly? “You swore you didn't like me this morning. And now you're asking for a kiss? Does that make sense?"

Laney tugged at his collar, pulling him closer, her smile playful. "I can kiss you even if I don't like you."