Chapter 18

Liam's POV

One week has passed already yet it felt more like two.

Her scent was registered in my subconsciousness and even worse, it dared to hunt my dreams.

What was it that book said again? Oh! Something about an intense dream.

"That's not specific enough," I muttered to myself as I stared at my ceiling with lazy eyes and my arms spread apart.

On such a fine morning, my body still begged for a little bit of rest.

Actually my body just didn't want to rest. It craved something much more intense with that woman. Hot raunchy sex especially in this cold weather that's been prevalent in the city.

Whenever I closed my eyes, the next thing that popped up was her face.

I've been having lucid dreams for a week now, each one more intense than the last that I'd wake up panting and asking for more.

I flexed my hands and recalled the latest dream; she was underneath me, staring at me with nothing but lust evident in those black orbs. Her lips were slightly parted and her desire for me to touch he