Chapter 64

• Xavier wove his fingers through Dahlia's hair, his impatience matching her own. They stood on the staircase outside the cell, under the watchful eyes of the guards stationed nearby.
• The dim light in the area rendered it difficult for anyone to see clearly; they could only hear the soft sounds of their interaction.
• He pulled his mouth away from hers and gently traced his fingers to the nape of her neck, exactly where she longed for him to be. "Where do you want me to mark you?" he inquired, his breath warm against her skin, heavy with desire.