Sebastian
My eyes darkened as I gazed at her sleeping form.
The memory of that kiss in the early morning hours haunted me—her lips, softer than rose petals and sweeter than strawberry cake.
One taste and I knew I'd be addicted.
I shouldn't be staring.
But I couldn't help myself as I lingered there, bent over her sleeping form.
The faint scent of honeydew still clung to her breath, mingling with her natural scent that had been driving my wolf crazy for weeks.
[Just one taste,]Soren growled within me. [She'll never know.]
My fingers tightened on the armrest beside her seat as I fought against the primal urge. This wasn't right.
Not while she was unconscious, unaware.
But f**k, how I wanted to.
I leaned closer, my lips nearly touching hers before I stopped m
