Knox POV
She’s wild underneath it all. Beneath the fear and the panic, under the weight of everything that’s been done to her, there’s this f*****g fire. She doesn’t even know it’s there yet, but I do. It’s in the way she swings, the way she talks back, the way she holds eye contact just a second longer than she thinks she can. That s**t’s not weak. That’s strength waiting to rise, and I’ll be the one to help her see it.
Starting tomorrow, I know she’s gonna ask me for a ride. It’s not just a ride, though. It’s a step. One more toward owning herself again. And I’ve got plans, bigger ones than she knows. Plans to show her she’s not just welcome around us but that she belongs.
I’m so caught up in my thoughts I don’t even feel her shift until her hand’s suddenly on my c**k.
My eyes snap d
