Chapter 22

Larissa’s POV

I still remembered the shivers that peppered my skin so lightly that I may have lost my footing if I hadn’t been backed up and trapped. 

I remembered the strong scent of what I couldn’t even precisely describe and his feathery breaths against the skin of my neck, and I wish I could smack myself for being unable to do anything about it. If anything, I liked it a little too much. For the first time, I saw his eyes brighten and the ring around his irises focusing ...