Chapter 83: Dreams Come True

~ SASHA ~

A shiver rocked Sasha's entire body the moment his lips brushed hers—soft, warm, and featherlight. The kiss was a question. A request. An entreaty.

She knew she shouldn't give in, should make him answer for… well, everything.

But having him there, so close, so warm, so sweet… whispering that he still loved her, wanted her, intended to claim her. It was everything she'd yearned for since she was a teenager. And being so close that she could smell him, feel him, see the water droplets trailing down his chest…

It all conspired to silence the protests in her wounded heart and fill her instead with a sparkling, glittering heat that raised goosebumps on her skin and made her breath suck in.

Then his lips dragged across hers again, slightly harder this time, and she made a small cry and pulled him in, her hands lacing at the nape of his neck.