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His hand skates down the side of ently on e he seeks directly out of h this contact alone

The traitorous organ juainstto reach him Like it wants him to know

I shake my head, the movement a little strained “Trustin my throat “Nobody wants that”

“I do”

His hand leavesaroundover the delicate skin on the inside of s it to his lips and presses a kiss to the small white scar that marks my suicide attempt

The bruises from the bites he left there have faded, and this kiss feels like the antithesis to every one of them

This kiss feels like a proht at his house

If he had known me back then, he wouldn’t have let this happen

Because thisin his power to keep me safe

I inhale softly, a quick gasp for air

The gentle press of Marcus’s lips on h , and it makes me want to crawl over the center console and into his lap, to wrap my arm around him and lose myself in his sharp, addictive scent

In the warth of him

In the burning intensity of his gaze

It’s a tay street, I realize As desperate as he is to get inside my head, I’m equally obsessed hat’s inside his I’ why I feel the way I do about him, or whether it’s safe or smart

Every attempt I’ve ether even more violently than before