★Anastasia★
The lingering warmth of last night’s dinner date still clung to me as I made my way through the club. My thoughts kept drifting back to Noah’s touch, his lips against mine. It had been a perfect night – better than I could have hoped for. I felt lighter, more alive than I had in weeks. I had replayed our kiss over and over again in my mind, the way his fingers had brushed against my skin, the way he had looked at me before he left. It was intoxicating, like the beginning of something I didn’t quite understand but craved, nonetheless. But that feeling didn’t last long. The moment I stepped inside of The Veil, I felt it. An uneasy prickle along the back of my neck. The kind that warned me that I was being watched. As casually as I could, I turned my head slightly and scanned the
