RENEE

"Your hands are incredibly soft. Renee, I could kiss them all night and never let go."

“Huh?” I gave him an adoring frown from the passenger seat where I was seated.

It was already evening, and he was driving me back to my house after spending the entire day with me.

"Yes, baby girl, I never get tired of kissing your fingers." As he continued to control the steering wheel with his other arm, he chimed again, placing soft kisses on my left knuckles, which were intertwined with ...