RIO
The feel of Wolf's body warmth seeping through my chest, as I was wrapped around him on his bike, melted the ice slowly forming around my heart.
The voice within me was pushing me to accept his warmth and to not shut myself off from what he had to offer, but was I brave enough to take that chance again?
It was clear that I had horrible judgment in character; everyone I kept close was a walking, talking Judas.
As if sensing my doubts, Wolf pulls his hand back from the handle grip again and gives my hand on his waist an encouraging squeeze.
We didn’t speak verbally; perhaps that was because of the roar of the metal stallion beneath us, or the simple fact that we didn’t need to.
There was a strength from Wolf that I’d never felt from anyone before. Like I were a jigsaw puzzle, and h
