RYKER

"I hate you!” The words left her lips — unwavering.

I would commend her for her bravery.

“But your body says otherwise, Val. You don't know it but I can feel you shivering under my touch.” I mumbled, enjoying the little play of emotions reeling from her body movements.

“It's a lie."

My body shifted, taking in her form. From her pale, freckled face to her neck, then chest, where those perfect-sized cherries lay effortlessly.

Karl pounced in my head, threatening to come ...