Chapter Thirty Three

Salvatore.

The lamp cast a warm glow on her skin and hair that was somewhat dried now and lay in tangled waves around her face like a golden halo. For the hundredth,time, I asked myself what I was still doing here, staring down at her while she slept.

But I simply couldn't pull away.

There was a ceaseless stream of liquid fire coursing through my veins from wanting to be still inside her. I hadn’t shared a bed through the entire night with anyone except for Nova, and I was planning on keeping it that way for the foreseeable future. The lure of her body throbbed and called as I forced myself to turn away.

I warned myself that she was a siren, one of those dangerous creatures that made men crash their boats into rocks with sheer madness.

Suddenly she moaned, and like an addict being offered another shot, I turned helplessly, eagerly, but she was only stretching in her sleep. One breast poked out, the nipple pink and innocent, I was transfixed to the spot at the beautiful and vulnerable