Mira's POV
Luke sat on my vanity table looking every inch of a dastardly handsome specimen. Did I hate him? Yes, did I feel my skin crawl every time I remember the way he bent me over in the car?
Definitely Yes.
But I wasn't one to lie, he sat with a lazy smile as his eyes took me in, a look I have known to be admiration or lust or maybe it was just him thinking of the best way to split me open, but the very look sent shivers down my spine…
In a very annoying way. I sat up, Queen by my side as I asked again, “What do you want? You're literally standing there on borrowed time.”
Luke didn't move, if he minded my tone, he didn't show it. Then he moved, one second he was on the vanity table and the next he was on the bed. He reached out for me and I jerked back slightly, but before I cou
