Chapter 196 First Blood, Last Breath Ch5

• She teases him first — of course she does.
• A week later, another club — darker, louder, packed shoulder-to-shoulder with sweat and cheap perfume.
• He doesn’t want to be here. Doesn’t care about the beat or the neon or the bar. He only cares about her — the soft line of her throat when she throws her head back to laugh, the flash of her thigh when she leans in too close to a stranger who doesn’t know whose she is now.