“Kiss me, Tessa,” he says against my lips. I shake my head and he grunts in frustration. “Please, just kiss me. I need you” His words unravel me. This indecent, drunken, terrible man just said he needs me, and somehow it sounds like poetry to my ears. Hardin is like a drug; each time I take the tiniest bit of him, I crave more and more. He consumes my thoughts and invades my dreams.”
