“I thought so, but perhaps I am wrong.” I shake my head. “All I know is that I should be focused on the games, or on hunting, or on my leg, and instead, all I can think about is Devi’s mouth. Devi’s skin. Devi’s scent. Devi’s smile.” She sucks in a breath. “I hunger for you, Devi,” I tell her, leaning forward.
