Fawn’s POV
The genuine concern in his voice caught me off guard. For a moment, we just stared at each other, the air between us charged with unspoken words and desires we’d both been fighting since I'd woken up in Cassie's body.
“Richard Jones is capable of much worse than you know,” I said softly. “But I know that now… I will protect myself.”
Blake growled in frustration, most likely because I wasn’t taking his warning seriously enough for his liking. “So am I,” Blake replied, his voice equally quiet. “Remember that.” As Blake pulled me against him with such force that I gasped, my hands instinctively bracing against the solid wall of his chest, his mouth crashed down on mine, hot and demanding. All that controlled tension finally snapping like a dam breaking.
I melted into him instan
