Status Updates From El cazador (Dark Verse, #1)

‘I get my mouth on you, you’ll never be the same.’
His words came back to her. He’d been right.

Silence.
A change in the air around her.
The scent of wood and musk.
The warmth of a breath over her face.
And then she felt it.
Lips.
Soft, tender lips settling upon hers.
Her heart stopped.
It fucking stopped as her stomach bottomed out.
Her gasp got stuck in her throat as her lips started to tremble against
his, her eyes stinging, her heart full.


AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Silence.
A change in the air around her.
The scent of wood and musk.
The warmth of a breath over her face.
And then she felt it.
Lips.
Soft, tender lips settling upon hers.
Her heart stopped.
It fucking stopped as her stomach bottomed out.
Her gasp got stuck in her throat as her lips started to tremble against
his, her eyes stinging, her heart full.

People who knew the story thought he’d made a claim in that gesture.
But she knew, she knew he’d just been a sweet boy trying to wipe the blood
off the face of an innocent baby.

BBYYYYYYYYY