CHAPTER 12: BEHIND THE VELVET
(LORAIN’S POV)
The brass doorknob turned, and the heavy oak door swung wide open.
Before the threshold could even clear an inch, Saviour moved with a terrifying, liquid speed I didn't know a man his size possessed.
He released my ankle, grabbed me by the back of his own oversized T-shirt, and yanked me backward into the shadows behind the massive velvet drapes.
"Not a sound," he breathed into my ear, his hand slamming over my mouth to muffle the gasp that nearly tore out of my throat.
He didn't just hide us behind the curtain, he crushed me into the cold glass of the window, using his massive frame to shield me completely. The velvet fabric draped over both of us like a heavy cocoon, trapping us in pitch darkness, intense heat, and suffocating proximity.
