Veronica
I do realise how stupid it is, but I can’t help it or fight it. It’s not just my wolf, I want to kiss Luca Moretti too. Just this once, then I will be back to who I am, to who I pretend to be, to all the right reasons why this is a bad idea. But not now. Now all I can do or think about is these full soft lips under mine and the overwhelming scent of cedar and pine I can’t get out of my head.
I’ve never been so attracted to anyone in my life, and even though I am no saint, it does feel like this is my first kiss. My heart beats like crazy in my chest, heat pools between my legs and I am wrapped like a vine to him. A moth to a flame. Yet I can’t get enough, or away. Not when the flame, the dragon, does respond to that kiss and takes over the control stepping forward. I follow him
