Daxton’s POV
I’m trying to be polite, but my body is alight from the electricity that arced between Lilian and I just seconds before. I’m smiling and replying to the owner but all I want to do is get rid of him so I can return my attention to the woman beside me and find out if she felt what I did. I’m pretty sure she did, she must have, she didn’t pull away from my touch and I swear she leaned into me just as I moved toward her.
The image of her tongue flicking out to lick her lips is ingrained in my memory, I want nothing more than to taste them, see if they are as sweet as I imagine them to be.
As I silently will the man in front of me to lose interest in me, I suddenly feel a coldness beside me, and I flick my eyes toward where my date was standing, to find the space empty, Lilian
