“Your gaze burns like a brand,” he growls, and I shiver. “Would you prefer if I looked away?” “No. Look your fill, sweetheart. I’ll see you soon enough.” My body is suddenly hot, needy. His eyes meet mine across the distance. “You need relief. Ask me to give it to you.” “Calysian…” “I’ll make you feel good, Madinia. I want you. You want me back. That’s all that matters. Tell me you want me.”
