Chapter 31 TransgressionsSASHA POV
Well, f**k.
The moment our lips touch, Drake s body temperature spikes. All his hesitation and fear transforms to confidence and joy instantaneously. His arms wrap around my waist, and I have to admit, he s one of the better kissers I ve met in the field.
There s no question what he thinks we are, what he thinks I am to him—and no question that I ll have to break his heart.
Don t think about that now. He can t suspect that anything s amiss. The mission s not over yet.
Nearby, a man clears his throat, startling Drake and I apart. None other than Anselm himself is lurking in the shadows under the overpass, flanked by two fae assistants. Has he been here the whole time? Doubtful. I would have smelled him, sensed him. The fae must have brought him here d
