I Want...

Veil stared at Anders like he was a crazy person, and he couldn’t even blame her. He was sitting in front of her, proclaiming that he wanted her to be his. No rational person was going to be fine with that, but for Veil and Anders, it was more than the bounds of rationality.

And even though Veil was yet to admit it to herself, Anders was certain of it. He could see it in the way her pupils were dilated each time she looked up at him like she was drunken in his presence. He could tell from the way she flushed each time he came remotely close to her.

In all of Anders’ life, he was barely wrong about something. And he knew this wasn’t going to be an exception.

“Mr. Roderiguez...”

“Anders. For the last time.”

A muscle worked in Veil’s jaw, and Anders found it remarkably attractive. She was pissed, and it was all due to his stubbornness. But he knew he had to have this woman.

“You can’t just say that when you don’t mean it.”

“Who says I don’t?” Anders questioned, angling his head. He n