Chapter 49 Intensity

FORREST

“MAYBE IN our dreams, love.” I wanted to hug her so tight and kissed her hard until my anger wore off, but she would not remember it tomorrow. It was useless to take advantage of a poor drunk woman. What I wanted to do was to spank her pretty arse. She may be drunk, but I could still see the pain, the sadness, and the hunger in her eyes, and I was sure she could see the same thing in me as well.

“Are you some kind of a hot white knight?” She slowly raised...