Nyx
I was bluffing. I didn’t know how to do hard and fast. I didn’t know how to do soft and slow either. I just knew that his eyes couldn’t stay away from me, and my heart hadn’t settled since the moment I saw him.
This choice was the first time I was ever certain about anything. I wanted Rhyson. I was never going to see him again, and only he would know the truth.
A secret. I had so few of them, but I desperately wanted this one. I needed a memory.
And Rhyson of Summerset would do nicely.
His hands skimmed over my skin, and I couldn’t control my breathing. When he leaned in, my body started to quiver.
“Changing your mind?” he asked quietly as his hands pushed up my t-shirt. In response, I removed the garment completely and licked my lips. I didn’t trust myself to say anything. Maybe
