Chapter 37

Will kissed her again. It was deeper and more passionate. His lips moved to her neck. He kissed each mark left behind by the attack as though he were trying to replace Bartholomew’s touch with his own. Freya’s heart and body were at war. Her body longed to let Killian eradicate Bartholomew’s lingering touch. But her heart was still afraid. She wasn’t ready to be intimate this soon, and in such a v