Talia’s Point of View
I hated the way my body reacted at only the sound of his voice. A chill ran down my spine, and I found myself arguing over whether it was out of fear or pleasure. My hand gripped my suitcase handle a little tighter, my lips pursed to inhale and exhale a deep breath. Could I face him when I had been so close to escaping this place? Could I face him again after everything I had seen last night?
I could close my eyes, remain hopeful that he might just disappear. If I hadn’t already been having delusional thoughts all weekend, that certainly was one now. I knew the second I turned around, I would find Asher Hale standing behind me. He sounded angry, and for that reason I knew I should be afraid. Only, I didn’t want to be. Not of Asher. I wouldn’t allow him to have that
