(Elara)
The door slammed behind Damon leaving me alone with the suffocating silence of the study.But it wasn’t silent at all. The alarm still rang loudly, red lights flashing across the walls cast long shadows on the floor. My chest rose and fell as though I had just run a marathon but I had not moved an inch from Damon’s desk.
My lips still tingled from where he kissed me. My skin burned where it had touched me still.
Damon Blackwood. The man who had been haunting me my dreams, only this wasn’t a dream anymore. He had kissed me and touched me like I was made of only desire.
I pressed my hand against my chest in a bid to stop it from racing too much but it was issueless. It pounded harder still. His words echoed in my head, with that raspy low voice. We will finish this later.
Later
