“You what?” he asked as he spun around in the door frame to look at her, confused was just the start of what he was feeling right now.
Summer bit him, lightly. “If you’re not interested, then, I guess you can go.”
“Hey ow,” he said sarcastically. “I never said I wasn’t. I’m just wanting to know what exactly you’re wanting.”
“What am I always wanting, Pietro?” she purred. “What have I wanted from you from the very beginning?”