JUN'S POV
The morning light filters gently through the parted curtains. There's no trace of her warmth, no familiar scent, and I feel the absence of what's quickly becoming my only way to fall asleep—and apparently, to wake up. I catch a glimpse of her outside, seated in the garden.
Last night? Wild doesn't begin to cover it. The credit is all hers, pushing me to limits I didn't know I had. I've had my share of memorable nights, but nothing, nothing compares to the fire she brought out.
No part of my body is unmarked. I check myself in the mirror; red lines trace across my back, arms, thighs, and even my azz. And the hickeys...everywhere.
She's wilder and free-spirited more than I am. I was. Trust me she just looks cute but this little bunny has a hidden wild beast inside her. And this untamed side of her is everything I never realized I wanted.
