CHAPTER 12.

Ciara was taken aback by his brash reaction. For the next few seconds, no one said a word. His haughty, blazing eyes were on her, but they were spiked with confusion and another deep, raw, sizzling emotion that she couldn't place a finger on.

She took another step back, wondering what the hell was going on. This was Jason, right? It had to be him. But then, it felt like it wasn't. What the fuck was going on?

Waking up on the bed a few minutes ago, she'd felt one thing first. The intense, mesmerizing scent. It filled the room, latched on the shirt she found herself wearing,...