[Elise’s POV] I stare into William’s dark eyes while my insides begin to churn, but I can’t seem to stop the sudden need to feel him against me. I knew that this was dangerous and I shouldn’t be making any moves, but he started it, right? Leaning forward, I let my hands snake into his hair. It’s s
“Don’t look too disappointed.” He says. “I’ll only be here until the threat against Emerald Moon is taken care of.” “Who is disappointed?” I shrug. “I would actually have to care enough to be bothered by your presence.” At my words, William’s expression shifts, but it quickly returns. “Good, then
[Elise’s POV] Remaining silent, I look from Rosco to William, and it is almost as though I’m looking at mirror images, given the expressions on their faces. This was not something new for Rosco, but it was the first time I saw William so serious, and honestly, I almost wanted to reach out and touch
[Rosco’s POV] I head down the stairs while wondering whether or not having Marty watch Elise was actually a good idea. I was more than aware he was a natural flirt, especially when it came to a beautiful woman, and from what I knew, Elise wasn’t exactly shy either. Stopping at the bottom of the st
“I know!” William roars, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Don’t you think I fucking know? I have to live every fucking day with guilt over what happened to Marigold. I don’t need you or any fucking body to remind me. I won’t make the same mistake twice, so get off my case. I’ll be here for
[Denali’s POV] My heart jumps at Rosco’s words. I knew what he was talking about, but to hear it spoken aloud still left me with a feeling of unease. However, to hear him speak about his past and his family made me truly feel like he trusted me. “I’m here, though.” I point out, leaning down and ki
[Denali’s POV] The next morning, I lay with Rosco, basking in the feel of his sturdy body against mine. Sighing, I attempt to snuggle in closer, but stop as a growl of warning escapes him. “Careful, mi reina.” He warns, giving me a smirk. “If you push too much, I may not be able to control myself.
[Rosco’s POV] I stand outside watching as my father helps my mother to a car that is waiting for them. When they reach it, my mother looks back at me and gives a wave. “I’ll have Jose come here sometime within the next few days.” Jose. He could only be the uncle my mother was speaking of. I could