You’re here!” That familiar shriek only belonged to one Wilde. My body flooded with warmth at the sound of her voice. “Oh, hey, Dare.”“Dalia,” Dare said without turning around, his attention focused entirely on my tattoo as he shaded the wings over my ribs. “So great to see that I’m just a postsc...
Or maybe it was the heat of Dare’s gaze. I felt it on me before I even opened my eyes. It was a weird sensation—both familiar and unnerving. Slowly lifting my eyelids, I found him sitting on an armchair off to the side of the bed, watching me sleep.No, not watching. Drawing.Eyebrows knitted toget...