Drasa's POV
I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Here I was, pressed against this wall, kissing Cassian like I was starving for him. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and every place his hands touched sent electric shocks through me.
His hands were roaming all over my body now, exploring every curve, and I was letting him. More than letting him, I was enjoying every single second of it. The way he touched me made me feel beautiful, desired, like I was something precious he couldn't get enough of.
Part of my brain was screaming at me to pull away, to stop this before it went too far. This wasn't like me at all. I didn't do things like this, didn't make out with guys at parties, didn't let anyone touch me like this. But I couldn't make myself stop.
Maybe it was the alcohol
