Kai stood, and even after their days together, his height still took Sascha’s breath away. “Then there’s no issue. I’m not human, Sascha. I don’t need your mortal reasoning to know what I want. I run on instinct.” He stepped toward Sascha. “On desire.” Another step and he was close enough that all Sascha could smell was that spicy, smoky scent. Kai’s voice lowered almost to a whisper. “And what I desire…is you.”
