Episode 91

Naomi

I was hopelessly in love the moment he told me he only wanted me.

My breath caught as Gavril stalked toward me, his gaze sharp and a hint of that devilish grin on his handsome face.

God, he could make me wet with that look! I wanted him so badly, insanely jealous of the way that his fingers had flown over the keys of the piano like he was stroking a lover. Gavril had played beautifully, just like I knew he would. With each rise and fall of the music, he had taken me on a roller coaster ride of emotion.

It was almost like being with him. I had experienced the greatest highs and the lowest of lows with Gavril. Nothing was ever the same, and he could be so unbelievably moody at times. I had hesitated when he had asked me if I wanted to stay with him, but only because I needed to sort out my own tangled thoughts and feelings about him.

The thought of living without Gavril was going to be far more painful than living with him. He was half my heart, and I knew there was nothing I coul