JAX POV
I still don't know why I can't get Faye out of my head.
Last night.. the kissing.. the smell of her skin.. how she tasted so pure and sweet… it won't leave me. It's like it carved itself into my mind and refuses to fade.
I let out a slow breath, running a hand through my hair. This is ridiculous.
Who would have thought I'd be thinking about Malric Duskbane's daughter like this? Of all people… her.
I hate that disgusted bastard. I hate everything about him…
I hate was too fancy for a word for someone like him.. he is animal.
He murdered my family.
Had my sister killed… just because she wasn't Gifted.
My jaw tightened, anger rising in my chest, heavy and familiar.
And yet… here I am. Thinking about his daughter. Watching her. Remembering the way she looked at me… how she taste like and I couldn't get enough making me whine like a hungry puppy.
It's twisted.
Almost ironic.
