“I am no good for you, Sole.” I take a step closer, invading her space just to regret the smell of vanilla that pervades my nostrils. She looks up at me with her eyes glazed over and her bottom lip between her teeth. “You are every drop of goodness in the world I can’t…I won’t—”
“You are everything to me, Xander,” she whispers, looking up at me, cupping my face gently as if I could shatter in her hands. “And if I want to be corrupted by you, you will do so. Do you understand me?”
“That is not your choice to make, Melissa,” I remove her hands from my face, moving across the room. “You cannot make me corrupt you. I could never forgive myself if I did.”
“Xander,” she whispers looking up at me with those big green doe eyes. “You already have.”
Melissa’s hands slide down my body as she sin
