Jasmine POV
I could no longer deny the pull nor pretend that the fire inside me was anything less than overwhelming. There was no going back as I surrendered myself to the bond.
Reagan’s hand trailed down my arm. His touch was soft but deliberate, testing the waters or probably making me want more of him. I shivered under his fingertips, though I wasn’t cold. I was far from it. The warmth he brought me was soothing, yet, it made my heart pound faster. I could hear it in my chest, feel every pulse in my body in sync with his.
“Ray, I don’t know what’s happening to me,” I whispered. “Everything I’ve been holding back is rushing to the surface. This was bad timing. I couldn’t help it. I-I can take a pill. This should be happening. I already had my heat, remember? Sorry. I’m so—”
“Hush, ma
