Touching Oblivion (Tasting Madness, #2)

by Albany Walker

“Do you want this?” I open my mouth to answer, but I’m not even sure what I’m going to say before he interrupts, demanding, “And don’t you dare lie to me, because I will know.” I search his eyes, feeling a slight edge of panic welling up inside me that’s reflected in his gaze. If I tell him no, I think he really will leave me alone. My stomach sours. “Yes,” I whisper, even though it’s selfish and it’s going to hurt even worse when they do leave. I will eventually have to tell them the truth, but I can’t force myself to lie and tell him I don’t want this. I won’t even try. “Good fucking girl,” Memphis rumbles before crashing his mouth down onto mine.

My gawd 🫠