Chapter 56 Choice

• GINGER:
• Caspian's lips against mine are soft and heartwarming. It feels like old times. I feel my body opening up to him as he nibbles gently, pleading for entrance, which I grant him without thinking twice. My wolf has been starved of touches from any of her mates for two months now, and I am the only barrier stopping her from undoing Caspian's clothes and taking him here in public.
• After what feels like an eternity, Caspian pulls away, both of us panting. My mind is still afloat as he speaks.