I wanted to do shots from the bar and get lost in drunk kisses, and I wanted to find that person I deemed special enough to give my heart and soul to.
But they never came, and every time I thought I might get close, I feared making a mistake and...
“Endor,” I breathed his name, the sadness of the truth stuck in my throat.
I watched as his tongue darted out, tracing over his lips, and involuntarily, I leaned into his space.My gaze dropped to his lips, knowing just how they tasted.What they felt like against my own.
A darkness spread within me as I wondered what they would feel like along the skin of my neck, what his tongue would feel like drawing warm trails of saliva along my flesh.
What his mouth would feel like on my?—
Heat flushed my cheeks without warning, and he let out a dark chuckle.
“Val,” he murmured my name, his voice slightly raspy and dark.“What about now?”he asked, leaning closer.
I shifted my position, leaning into his space.His lips were inches away, and I knew I could take them without a second thought.
“What?”I asked, my head slightly hazy as the scent of fire and dark forests filled my lungs.
He smelled so freaking good.Like the men’s cologne counter in an expensive department store.
Like hot, sexyman.
Sweet lord, was this how Lucifer fell?
Tempted by Lilith and her demonic charms?
“Are you afraid now?”he asked, his words smooth, full of sin.
My gaze fell to his mouth, my breath catching in my throat.The top I was wearing felt tight all of a sudden.Too tight.
I couldn’t breathe.
“Valory,” he breathed my name.“Look at me.”
Stupidly, I submitted to his demand.I raised my gaze to his as his hand slid into my hair.He settled his hand on my neck, pulling me closer, and I was acutely aware of how fast my heart was beating.
“There’s nothing tobeafraid of,” he said softly.“It’s all fucking bullshit.”
I closed my eyes as I leaned my forehead against his.
His tone was like silk and I wanted nothing more than to believe him.
But the vial of poison burned in my jean pocket, calling me like a devil on my shoulder.
I knew I should get rid of it, but...
I was afraid.
I was afraid of what my angelic boss might do to me if I didn’t obey my godly order.I was afraid of what would happen if Mercy didn’t find her body, and we didn’t find theotherlost soul.
But I was also afraid of the feelings inside of me, swirling like a hurricane from the way Endor was looking at me right now.
Like he wanted to devour me and poison my soul with his sweet, sweet venom.
But most of all, I was afraid that that wasexactlywhat I wanted him to do.
What is happening to me?
