Octavia
“Why not stay for another night?” Valerio asked as I emerged from the bathroom, back to wearing my usual clothes, my hair braided.
I was about to answer when he suddenly stepped in front of me, his eyes fixed on mine with a faint glow. My heart began racing just before he pulled me in for a kiss. That poor organ only beat faster and faster. Not wanting it to burst, I pulled away.
“I’m okay, really. Jane’s given me the green light. She just told me to take it easy, and I want to get out of here,” I assured him.
I could tell he didn’t like the idea of me leaving yet, it was written all over his face. But I wasn’t made of glass.
“But—” Using his own technique against him, I pulled him down for another kiss. This one turned almost desperate, his lips moving fiercely against mine a
