Rebound should have helped and ceased every line of thought connected to her. The desire to take her. Have her. Want. Want, want, want. Something carnal roars to life in my chest, filling me with an insatiable desire as an image of those mossy emeralds flashes in my mind. Something about their raw innocence haunts me, and the madness curls its slender fingers into every recess of my mind, unlocking doors left and right. Need. Need, need, need.
