Chapter 63

His breath was warm against the crook of my neck, his arms closed around me in an unrelenting clasp. It didn’t strike me earlier, but when I started to relax and let him do as he wished (because when in the world did he take a no for an answer), I noticed something odd about him.

I couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, it was more like a feeling…a feeling that was hard to explain.

When the time dragged on and he made no attempt to release me, I slipped a hand to cup his cheek and made him look at me.

“Maddox. Are you alright?”

Instead of revealing anything, he swayed his head and sank his face back into the crook of my neck.

“Just stay still,” he said after a while, exhaling against my shoulder. “It wouldn’t take long.”

For some reason which was par my wits, his words brought another wave of emotion to bite me in the eyes. I managed to suck them all in, not wishing to become a wreck in front of him, but the more I tried to act as if everything was alright—I was alright—the harder it became. A