Nyx's Pov

His words echoed in my head like a whisper I couldn't silence.

"I want you, Nyx."

I stared at him, my heart thudding so loudly I thought it might drown out everything else. The heat between us was thick. My breath hitched when his hand cupped my cheek gently, his thumb brushing my lower lip like he was asking for permission.

“We shouldn't.” I whispered, staring into his eyes. I could get lost in how beautiful his eyes were.

“I'm asking for your permission, baby. If you don't want me to, then tell me. I'll stop.”

And maybe I should have stopped him. Maybe I should have gotten...