Echo’s POVI’m slouched at the counter, eyes glued to Davina as she moves around the café kitchen, all focus and fire. She doesn’t flinch, doesn’t hesitate, answering my questions with that sharp, snarky edge that makes my blood hum. My gaze locks on her hips, her ass swaying as she works the grill.Fuck me. All I can see is her last night, naked on that stream, her body trembling, coming apart like a goddamn symphony. I’m going back tonight. Tipping her again, watching through the door crack, fighting every urge to barge in and claim her. A voice in my head hisses, She’s yours, Echo. Take it. I shake it off, grinning like a wolf.Workers trickle in, buzzing around her, cooking and serving as more customers shuffle through the door. Davina swings back, slamming three plates in front of me.
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