SKY
I can’t help it — a giggle escapes before I can stop it. He keeps making me blush, and I have no idea how he does it so easily.
“Really? Maybe I should have looked at it then. Sorry, my bad,” I say, smiling shyly. We’ve somehow slipped into this playful back-and-forth, and I don’t even know how it started, but I don’t want it to stop.
“I’m a relentless wolf when I’m pursuing someone. You should know that,” Damien says, his voice low and teasing. His eyes turn darker, and a rush of warmth spreads through me, so strong it almost makes me dizzy. He dips his straw into the bottom of his milkshake, collecting the last bit of ice cream, and the way his tongue moves shouldn’t be that distracting. His fingers brush mine, just a light touch, but it sends a spark through me like lightning.
