Brielle's pov

Like a lost pup, I followed my nemesis; if lust could kill this instance, I would be announced dead in less than seconds. In between, my thigh feels the heat; it judges the want and needs to be separated massively apart.

Good lord! Have I been this submissive to sin? Have I been down facet rotten? Just the thought of Jace's smirk tingled the sexual urge in me. I watched his bedroom door swing for me to come in.

I inhaled deeply. "Forgive me, Lord!" I whispered before entering the room. To my wildest surprise, Jace was sitting bare-chested on the bed with a white towel circling his...