**CHERYL**

I can't breathe.

This conversation wasn't going in the direction that I had intended.

Damien shifted another fraction closer until our lower bodies were nearly fused together. His head came down a little bit more and he stared intently into my eyes.

“You do understand what I'm saying, don't you, bunny?” he asked, his voice a low raspy sound.

I gulped and gave him a silent nod. I didn't trust myself to speak around him anymore.

He drew back with a self-satisfied smirk. “Good.” he slipped his hands into his pockets and I forced myself to keep my gaze on his face and not let it waver to his...