Amelia
I close my eyes firmly and tell myself that this isn't happening.
He can't be kissing me. What happened to all that aggression? I can't understand for the life of me why my lips are moving against his, why my body is reacting to his kiss despite everything he's done. I remind myself that he killed Aaron, not twelve hours ago. My brother. Still, I part my lips for him, allow him to explore my mouth with his tongue as tears cascade down my cheeks.
He breaks the kiss and holds my face, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that shakes me to my core. "Tell me there's nothing going on between you and that man. You aren't lying to me, are you?"
Of course I am, even though I've never been romantically involved with Devon. He's waiting for an answer. I don't have it in me to k
