Katie, I love you. Fuck, that shouldn't make her heart flip the way it does. It shouldn't feel so fucking good for him to be looking at her like he is.

"Yeah, babe," she says and tells herself it's because she's still raw from how he fucked her before that it sounds a lot like I love you too, inside her head. She pushes her hands up his body instead of down. If he wants it slow, she wants him naked. "Slow. As slow as you want."

And not just because it's his birthday.