"I want you, Aurora. You're all I've been able to think about lately." Griffin whispers to me.

He's my uncle. This is wrong.

My breath catches.

     

My whole body responds to his words, electricity zapping through my veins.

    

He wants me.

     

But I knew that already, didn’t I?

     

Why else would he have spent the past two days stalking me? Why would he have done what he did last night?

Right before he yanked his hands out of my pants and stalked away last night he told me he wanted everything.

     

I just didn’t realize that “everything” was me.

     

Marcus is watching me steadily, the air and earth of his...