Charm (Crave #5)

by Tracy Wolff

And while there’s a part of me that’s grateful for his restraint, grateful for his care, there’s another, deeper part of me that wants him to slip the chains he’s wrapped around himself. That needs him to just let go.

What the fuck? For a second, I’m confused—really confused. Like, “can’t remember what I was talking about” confused. Like, “everything feels off” confused. I turn to Grace, who isn’t where I remember her being, which is another “what the fuck?” question I’ve got. Because something isn’t right.