Erik’s POV

When Poppy’s eyes dropped to my mouth, I wanted her to kiss me. I wanted to slide my arms around her narrow waist and pull her even harder against me. She smelled like summer flowers. Did she taste as sweet as those berries she’d once used to trick me?

The guards were moving around the study, but I couldn’t care less about them. All I could see was Poppy. Feel her soft body pressed into mine. Feel the warmth of her supple skin. The scent of her ...