Kestrel's POV
I'm so hungry for him, so shameless and desperate that I don't even care we're in this dirty backstage room with the sounds of fighting just beyond the door. I just want him, need him, need to feel connected to him again after everything that's happened. I pull him down to kiss me harder and he responds immediately, his hands grabbing my ass and pulling me flush against him.
"I missed you so f*****g much," he groans against my lips. "I thought I lost you."
"I'm right here," I whisper back, grinding against him. "I'm not going anywhere."
The crowd behind us roars at whatever is happening in the ring, screams of excitement and violence filling the air. But it only makes this moment more intense, more real. We're in our own world right now, just the two of us, and nothing el
