As the night wore on, the energy in the room shifted. The music grew louder, the laughter wilder. I could feel the weight of Talon’s gaze on me, a constant presence that grounded me even as chaos swirled around us. His hand brushed against mine as he leaned in close, his voice low and rough in my ear. “Careful, angel. You’re starting to look like you belong here.”
I turned to him, my heart pounding in my chest. His eyes were dark, intense, and there was something in them that made my breath catch. “Maybe I do,” I said, my voice steady despite the way my pulse raced.
He didn’t respond, just held my gaze for a moment longer before stepping back, his hand lingering on mine for a heartbeat too long. The air between us crackled like a live wire, and I felt a shiver run through me.
Trina appe
