VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

My hands tightened around the wheels, the world blurring around me.

"I am really losing my mind, aren't I!" I muttered, licking my lips, the heady taste of Zevran still on my tongue. "Why can't I stop thinking about you!"

I could still feel his touch on my skin, the way his lips had claimed mine like I was his to ruin, the way he'd held me down, leaving no chance for escape, every breathy whisper of his cruel dark promises slipping underneath my skin like poison and ...