Chapter Twenty-Nine
Tristan
Daisy moaned into my mouth and flexed against me. It felt so f*****g good to have her in my arms. She was all curves. The scent of her encircled me—a hint of honey and a tinge of musk mingling with the rain. Water splashed against the back of my legs when a car passed us by. I broke free from her lips, but I couldn’t keep from tasting her, kissing and l*****g my way along her jawline and down her neck. She gasped my name, and I drew back, just far enough to look in her eyes.
It was close to dark. The reflection from the lights of passing cars caught in her wet blonde hair. Drops of rain glittered on her eyelashes, framing her wide brown eyes. My heart drummed hard and fast. My throat tightened with emotion at the look of raw vulnerability in her eyes. Thought
