I should have walked away.
Should have ignored him. Should have pretended like the last encounter never happened.
But Asher wasn’t the kind of problem you could ignore. He was the kind that wrapped around you like smoke, slipping into your lungs, into your bloodstream—poisonous, intoxicating, lethal.
And tonight?
Tonight, I was breathing him in like I wanted to choke on him.
It started at the party.
A house packed wall to wall with bodies, music thrumming through the floor, alcohol flowing like water. I hadn’t even wanted to come, but Demi had dragged me along, promising a distraction.
A distraction from him.
She was wrong.
Because the second I stepped into that house, I felt him.
Dark. Overpowering.
A presence that made my skin prickle before I even saw him.
And then, just lik
