Eden’s Point of View

“Let me come with you, please.” Theron muttered against the skin of my neck; a small moan escaped my lips when his teeth grazed the skin there.

His hands massaged my hip, working his way up to my spine, but now his beautiful silver orbs bored into my soul, searching and looking for something.

“Please?” His pleading voice brought me back to reality and I shook my head quickly.

“No.” I answered almost immediately, sitting upright, as tempting as that sounds ...