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55. Soulmates

Author: Emma Storm
last update publish date: 2024-06-03 23:59:16

Tallulah's POV

My fingers gripped his arm, stopping him from touching me. Because I knew what could happen if I let him caress my skin; I would be tempted to give in to his touches.

I felt his other hand move again, making my heart pace. Then held my hand, his both hands wrapping around mine with a gentle grip.

“Just this once, Lula.” He voiced.

My hands lifted to see the hungry look playing on his face, with pleading eyes that darted right into my soul, filling me with some sort of guilt that
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