Gio
I missed Beau. I missed his touch, his kisses, his love. I was anxious to get back to the warmth of his presence. When I got to the Appalachian pack, I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know if he would still want me, but to my relief, he did. The moment our lips touched, I felt an electrifying tingle shoot through me. It was like he was meant for me. His cinnamon and vanilla scent clouded my head and filled my st
omach with a hunger unlike anything I had ever known. I wanted him desperately, and I wasn’t willing to wait a second longer to have him. I took him by the hand and led him up the stairs to the room we all once shared.
As soon as the door closed, he had me up against the wall, his lips pressed firmly against mine. His tongue demanded entrance and I gave it willingly. H
