HIS VICIOUS REVENGE | BOOK 2
Kevin lowered his head and smiled, feeling the familiar warmth and inhaling her sweet, unmistakable scent.
He didn't need to look back to know it was her—he knew it was.
Emma took a step forward, closing the gap between them, and stood by his side. She hesitantly glanced at him, briefly observing the cigarette burning between his fingers, and parted her lips as if to speak, but no sound escaped. Instead, she averted her gaze toward the cityscape below, silently lost in thought.
For a few minutes, neither of them spoke. They stood next to each other, without a single word passing between them. Only the whispers of the night breeze and the feral pounding of their hearts could be heard.