Chapter Twenty-Two
Holly
Nate c****d his head to the side, arching a brow. As he looked at me, his eyes darkened, beckoning a response from my body. I hated how easily he affected me. Nothing but a look from him could coax the need to k****e inside of me. It was always waiting—a hot burning coal, waiting to be set aflame with a spark.
I didn’t want to think about anything. Not how fast I was falling for him, not how his sudden interest in something other than casual s*x was confusing me, not how much it meant that I had lost my virginity to him, none of it. It felt as if a bolt of lightning snapped through the air on the heels of a rumble of thunder. I might not be able to make any sense of my feelings, but I could lose myself in him, in this wild need that exploded like fireworks betwe
