"It’s better for both of us if you don’t." Malfoy whispered against her mouth, kissing her again before she could utter a word of protest. She wanted to argue, tell him she could care about whomever she wanted and that it was none of his business whom she chose to care about, but it was very hard to form comprehensive sentences or remember words at all when he was kissing her like a man starved for any form of affection.