Twenty-Nine: To Hell With The Rules.

DENVER.

My heart was throbbing in my chest as I stood behind her door. Contemplating whether or not to knock, I paced around for a while. But I didn't follow her all the way here to turn back around.

And so, in an impulsive moment, I did knock before slipping my hands into my pocket. I could sense her creep toward the door and hear her hitched breaths escape her lips. The lock clicked and the handle bent before it opened. My eyes met hers immediately.

The brief silence that fell between us bred the electric tension until I blurted out. “Are you okay?” I asked. Eliana’s face turned crimson as I caught her eyes peeking down my naked body one too many times. After which she’d glance away embarrassingly.

Predictably, that was exactly what she did at that moment.

“Uh hum” She cleared her throat. A smirk crept to my lips once I saw it in her eyes. She was feeling the exact same way, although trying her best to fight her desires and wants. I shouldn’t have one of them.

But the mate bond fr