Chapter Twenty Three

Naomi had never been silenced with a kiss before.

It was the nicest way she had ever been told to shut up; especially because it was now obvious that she had feelings for the guy.

If it had been some guy she didn’t like? Ouuuu she would have been so pissed off and probably bitten off his tongue.

For all his muscles and hard exterior, Daykan Greystone was the gentlest kisser.

He didn’t rush in like a thirsty dog. He carefully touched her lips and parted them with his tongue. She offered no resistance.

His lips were so soft that she was tempted to keep them as...