Archer’s gaze is heavy on my skin. I can feel it caress me as surely as if he was touching me with his hands. It trails down the column of my throat, stopping at the curve of my bare tits. I make no move to cover myself. I want him to see. After being so close to death, maybe I want to feel alive
After Steven told me what he found in Wyatt’s correspondence with the King, we went to speak with Beau. He deemed it important enough to have a meeting for, so we went to rouse Neil, only to find him waking by then on his own. Now, we are all sitting in the living room. Beau is standing. He’s hold
Beau kisses me so long and so hard, he steals the breath straight from my lungs. Since I already struggle a bit with that, I’m wheezing when he lets me come up for air. He’s a bit sheepish as he looks at me. “Sorry.” “I’m fine,” I say, because I don’t regret a damn thing. Beau’s kisses are worth
Early the next day, I put Mia in her stroller and join Steven and Beau for a walk. It’s not totally unusual. We often go for walks to help Mia get some fresh air. And since I haven’t been feeling well enough to work out or jog, I also enjoy the less taxing pace of a walk to stretch my legs. Howeve
I am sympathetic to Carrie and her motivations. If Alpha King Hayes is so uncaring about his own children, I can’t imagine he is a kind individual to anyone in his life. Not his wife. Not a lover. Not anyone. I can understand wanting to hide. But to run and hide from her own child? And I know th
I recoil backwards from Neil’s room on instinct. I don’t want to hear any more of what he might say. It is just so difficult to believe. After everything Neil has gone through to keep me here, now he is so ready to push me out the door? I can’t believe it, but I’m hearing it for myself. Worried th
Archer doesn’t react, even to grunt in acknowledgement of my words. Maybe he’s ignoring me. I roll my eyes. Well, whatever. If he’s going to be quiet like that, it’s as good as if I’m walking alone. We make it about twenty feet before the silence gets to me. Angela’s warning words kick around in
I immediately start forward, ready to talk to Carrie, but Archer grabs me by the arm and holds me back. “Archer, what --?” Next thing I know, my back is against the brick wall of a nearby building. Archer places his hands on either side of me, preventing my escape. He steps closer, creating a ba