Aisha's POV
Simon's kiss left me weak.
His lips moved with a slow, possessive hunger, his warmth surrounding me, dragging me back to that night, that sinful, intoxicating night when his hands had brought me unbearable pleasure.
I was too far gone in his life that I had no idea what I was doing whenever he was so close to me. I was a blubbering mess whenever he was close to me and I hated myself for it.
I was losing this battle.
This dominant yet unexpectedly gentle Alpha was creeping into my heart, stripping away every defense I had built over the years. Even Jack didn't get this close to my defense, yes I was delusional about him but it was different than with Simon.
Every time he got close, my pulse quickened, my breath caught in my throat, and an unfamiliar heat coil
