Rhys's POV
"You met her?" Rafael asked, eyes burning with curiosity. I could see he was interested, very much so.
I always knew Rafael had feelings for her. I was too selfish to acknowledge it.
"Yes. Last night at Selene's. She was drunk out of her mind and she..." I groaned, remembering how she smelled, how she felt under my touch. "And she was... not the Keya I remember. This one was... bold, brave and..." Everything I had ever wanted.
She wasn't innocent anymore. She didn't look too fragile anymore. She looked at me like... she could take me. All of me.
Rafe breathed, eyes half-closed, like he was trying hard not to think about her.
I always knew Rafael had a crush on her... no, it was more than a crush. While she chased after me, he was always looking at her with his heart in his
