NIRVANA'S POV
I lay flat on my back and stared up at the dark ceiling of my bedroom. Sleep refused to come to me tonight.
Every single time I closed my eyes, the overwhelming presence of Adrian pinning me against the kitchen counter returned to my mind.
I felt the intense heat of his breath washing over my jawline. I felt his large hands gripping my bare thighs with possession. He had been so close to losing his control.
I heard the loud bang of the front door closing hours ago. I knew he left the house. I knew he was regretting what almost happened between us in the dark. But I did not regret a single second of it. I would not.
My mind forcefully shifted to the stain on Ronan's shirt. It was blood. I was definitely sure of it. I needed to stop thinking about my brother and his se
