Tristan

I kept my eyes closed as I sat in the back seat and tried to reign myself in. For the thousandth time, I cursed at myself for kissing her. My self control had never been this weak before. I’d never had difficulty denying my urges.

Right now, I was barely holding myself together.

I could see Astrid’s face in profile if I opened my eyes. I could smell her airy lavender scent. I could taste her…

“I can’t believe you eat these,” ...