I was hoping for a long shower, a nice dinner, and the comfort of my bed.
But the devil had other plans for me. And that plan came in the form of a man in back, with grey eyes and a shiny gold stud glinting on his left brow.
There couldn't be a more perfect villain.
He leaned against the wall just beside the door, hands tucked into his pockets while he stared down at me like a predator being simply amused by its prey.
My feet halted in front of the steps leading the the door. He was back already? I wasn't expecting to see him.
Pushing himself off the wall, he climbed down the steps.
I saw it coming, but I was too frozen to do anything.
One arm snaked around my waist, the other grabbed a fistful of my hair before his lips met mine. He crushed me as he kissed me like he'd been strand
