RAYNE
I woke up to the sound of rain thrumming against the windows inside Reid's bedroom.
I carefully sat upright, my eyes instantly falling on Reid, sitting on a chair beside the bed. He was asleep.
A soft sigh escaped my lips. I quietly got out of bed to sit on his lap. "Reid," I whispered, framing his in my hands.
My hands froze as his skin turned red under my touch. I instantly pulled my hands back. Reid caught my wrists, his eyes slowly fluttering open.
"Let me go," I said, eyes wide with horror.
He tightened his grip on my wrists, a soft sizzling sound filling the room. "What are you doing, Rayne?" He rasped, his lips brushing against mine.
"Does it hurt when you touch me?" I asked, my eyes finally meeting his.
He shook his head. "No," he grunted, claiming my mouth in
