Avery Jae~
I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands twisting the hem of my dress as my thoughts spiraled out of control. The room was quiet, but my mind was anything but. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
The kiss.
My heart stuttered at the memory, and I pressed my fingers to my lips, as though I could still feel his touch. It had been unexpected, rough, and so confusing. I'd never been kissed like that before.
And I liked it.
The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless. How could I feel that way? Cain hated me—he made that clear every single day. I was nothing more than a nuisance to him, a problem that was forced upon him by the goddess. So why did he kiss me?
My cheeks burned as I thought about the way he'd grabbed me, the heat in his eyes that had sent my heart racing. For a brief second, it had felt real—like there was something more, like there could be something more in his eyes.
