Chapter Forty Seven

"What do you remember?" His words echoed in my ears and if I didn’t know any better I would have said he sounded scared, almost. Involuntarily my fingers reached up to my lips as the faint memory of his touching them popped into my mind.

‘I'm a girl.’ I suddenly remembered growling. My anger was burning like wildfire. ‘I'm not supposed to be in control of my emotions. That's your job! So stop the hell touching me!’

I didn't even know what I was talking about. I wasn't making much sense to me I could only hope what I was saying made sense to him.

‘Why don't you stop?’

I traced a finger down his hard chiseled jaw. I couldn't pull my eyes away from his lips. How did they become so pretty? Have they always been this plumpy and red? Why do I want to lick it so badly?

Dammit! Damn you, Aziel Walker! Damn you to hell!

‘I can't. I don't wanna fucking stop!.’ I hated that he made me admit that.

‘Neither do I.’

‘Stop it! Stop making me feel fucking good! You have no right to have this much effe