Chapter 38 - Creed

I tried to keep my feelings in check the entire evening, and tried to focus on her words while maintaining a good conversation flow. She never initiated touch, I was always the one to reach for her hand or to touch her lower back.

It was going well until she decided to touch me.

From the moment I left her penthouse this morning, right up until I saw her in that dress, I’ve had this intense urge to lose myself with her. I don’t know what it is; definitely not the moon or Haze. Even Nocte is quiet.

Gods, this dress. It’s like the only purpose it has is for me to rip it from her gorgeous body.

“Now?” she gasps, her hands immediately going to the railing behind her. “Creed, we can’t-”

“Why not?” I say as I lower my lips to hers. “Why can’t I have a taste of my mate right now?”

She tears her eyes away from mine towards the corners of the elevator. “What… what if someone sees us?”

“No one will see us,” I say, placing a soft kiss on the side of her jaw, running my lips over her skin. “No on