Chapter 24

• "It wasn't just the dream, Ryder," I gasped, the final wall of my composure crumbling into dust. The truth dragged up from the darkest, most secret corner of my soul, raw and bleeding.
• My hands dug into the thick leather of his jacket, my body trembling so violently against his that I couldn't tell where my pulse ended and his began. I forced myself to look directly into the dark, storm-swept depths of his eyes, refusing to hide behind the tears blurring my vision.
• "When he pressed me against that railing... when his mouth was on mine..." My voice cracked, a broken sound caught in my throat. "I wanted it."