Chapter 57

• *~Riley ~*
• I was ripping at the dress the moment the door to my room locked me in. My chest immediately released and my breaths became heavy, hungry even. The rush of air infiltrating my lungs was rich, my body was slow to accommodate the change and my sight blurred. I fell back on the bed, my eyelids pressed down as I let tonight’s events wash over me.
• My cheeks flush, sending a trail of heat and longing downwards as my body lamented the loss of Draven’s touch. Not that it was anything intimate and I immediately regretted not pressing my lips to his. I had wanted to taste him again for so long and I’d squandered my last opportunity. Come to think of it, I’d been the one to initiate that kiss the night we met and I was almost certain he didn’t have the same desire to press his lips to mine.