(Noah POV)

The taste of her lips. The sparks when we touched. The way my whole body came alive. The memory fades, but the sensation lingers.

I grab the edge of my desk to steady myself.

'Stop it,' I snarl through our link. 'Stop sending me those images.'

'You need to remember,' Finn says quietly. 'You need to remember what you felt.'

'I felt the mate bond. Nothing more.' My voice is cold. 'Physical attraction to a liar ...