Chapter 35

“Where are you going?”

Dashtan looked at Rakia, who was passing through the living room wearing black jeans with torn accents on her thighs and a long-sleeved shirt in blue jeans that looked oversized. Rakia rolled up the sleeves of her elbow-length shirt in a rather large roll. She had her hair in a ponytail, but a few strands fell to the side of her face. In Dashtan’s eyes, Rakia looked like fresh meat that provoked the beast inside him to feast on it.

“I’m going to meet Lizzy, I’ll be home before dinner,” Rakia said, then continued her steps after turning away from Dashtan.

“Want me to take you?” Dashtan immediately asked before the woman had passed entirely.

“No. I can-“

“I’ll take you, come on.” Dashtan decided, and Rakia looked up with a slight chuckle. This morning, she was a little angry with the man because of the kissing incident. Dashtan walked out of the house first, followed by Rakia later. He waited on the porch until she was out because she would lock the door. Dashtan