Vivienne's POV
The first thing I registered was heat.
Not the kind that came from the drink burning down my throat, but the kind that wrapped around me in a slow, suffocating wave. It coiled around me, and even though it threatened to suffocate me and knock out all of the air in my lungs, I liked it. Every part of my body ached for that heat, and even though it was literally pressing into my bones and against my wind pipes, I still couldn't get enough of it.
It was either I was slowly turning into a psychopath, or that was simply Ronan's effects on me. My bets were on that latter though.
I was mad. No, scratch that, I was furious and infuriated at Ronan for everything that had gone down with Lana today. Maybe it wasn't just anger, and there was a streak of jealousy in it too, whatever
