ZAYNE’S POV
“Why are you so straightforward tonight?”
“Because I realize I can’t keep running away from the mate bond, aside, you guys are the only people who treat me well.”
Damn it.
A low growl rumbles in my chest as I close the distance between us, gripping her chin between my fingers. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, Ava.”
She tilts her head slightly, pressing her cheek into my palm. “Then show me.”
Heat rushes through my veins. My patience snaps.
I crash my lips against hers, swallowing the soft gasp that escapes her. She tastes like the drink she just downed, sweet, intoxicating but under it, she’s all Ava. And I’m already addicted.
She melts into me, her fingers clutching my shirt as I deepen the kiss, forcing her lips apart. My tongue slides against hers, claiming
