Chapter Fourteen
I turned away from the open door and back to my friends. My hands found Zane and I wrapped my arms around him. Pushing his unruly locks out of my way, I got a clear view of his face.
His flesh was as smooth as the day he was reborn. Not a wrinkle or blemish marred his perfect face, neck, or torso. His eyes remained closed as he heaved in a deep breath that I felt in my chest.
“I’m sorry,” I said to Zane.
“What sin have you committed lately?” He winced through a grin.
“I keep putting you in harm’s way.”
“Well, yeah. This relationship does often lend itself to a bit of bondage and sadism.”
I wanted to punch him, but that would prove his point that I was always hurting him. I could still feel the agony from his father’s cruelty leaving his body. Instead, I cradled his
