Sage’s whole body was shaking.
Not the pretty kind of trembling people wrote about in soft books. This was the ugly kind….the kind that started in the marrow and worked its way out until her teeth wanted to chatter and her hands could not stay still. She was so tired she wanted to scream. So tired that the only thing left in her was the need for something, anything, that would pull her out of her own head for one goddamn minute.
Mason stood in front of her in the dim quiet of her room, door locked, the muffled noise of the house still alive downstairs. His eyes were worried. Careful. Too careful. That only made her angrier at the universe.
She kissed him.
Deep and Desperate. Like she was trying to crawl inside his mouth and stay there. Mason caught her off for half a second, hands on h
