The heat between us built rapidly, his lips trailing fire down my neck as I gasped for breath. His movements were confident, practiced, nothing like Alexander's usual hesitant approach. His touch was electric, making my skin burn wherever his fingers traced.
In the hazy logic of dreams, we were suddenly in a bathroom. He pressed me against the sink, his silver-gray eyes burning with desire as he looked at me...
Silver-gray eyes. Not amber like Alexander's.
I jolted awake with a gasp, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped animal. Disoriented, I blinked rapidly in the dim moonlight filtering through the window. Sweat dampened my nightclothes, making them cling uncomfortably to my skin.
A movement caught my attention. Dominic stood by the bed, watching me with a curious ex
