TARYN POV
My mind is still in turmoil when I show up at Crescent Lake in the afternoon to train with Reid. He dominates my every thought, making it difficult to focus on anything else.
Him and his blue eyes and his cheeky grin and his chiseled muscles. Those powerful, warm arms that embraced me against his solid chest all night, holding me with tenderness. The same arms that pummeled a male into the ground, breaking his nose and jaw and taking him out of commission for the competition he was supposed to participate in, all because he said nasty s**t about me.
He’s a drug, and I’m just an addict, waiting for my next hit, my next high. Even though it will just leave me feeling emptier when it wears off. Even though it might kill me when I can’t have anymore of him.
I don’t say a word to
