Chapter 18
Duncan
I took a slow swig of my whiskey, letting the burn of the liquid trail down my throat, numbing the restlessness I couldn't seem to shake.
I wasn't particularly fond of whiskey –never have been but tonight, I needed something strong to quell my hunger for something, no– for someone
Anna
The name lingered in my head like an echo, slowly weaving its tendrils in my consciousness that it bordered on insanity.
Ever since she stepped into my world, she was all I could think about.
It was absurd. Almost like she put a spell on me and I hadn't even f****d her yet.
I had no time for this. She was a distraction yet , I craved her like my favorite meal. Those beautiful generous but perky breasts that peeked out of just about anything she wore mesmerized me like she'd hexed
