Erin's POV
“Where did Finn run off to?” I glanced up from my laptop as Azure stepped into the room.
I’d spent the entire afternoon immersing myself in writing my article for work. I’d spent years assuming that Azure was a pompous asshole and Finn was enabling him, which isn’t entirely untrue, but there are so many layers to the two of them that I was blind to, and I wanted the world to know who they truly are.
Azure began unbuttoning his dress shirt, “He needed to handle some pack business and," he tossed a wink over his shoulder, "I wanted you all to myself,” the shirt fell away from his body, and I gasped, abandoning my laptop. “Az…” I whispered, on my feet faster than he could react.
My fingertips traced multiple purple bruises, the worst of which sat overtop of his sternum.
Az
