Chapter Seventy-Six

Corbin

Savannah laughs, soft and breathless, and she tugs me back in like she's got a claim on me, like she believes every filthy promise I made against her throat a minute ago.

"You okay?" I murmur, still catching my breath, because checking in doesn't mean tiptoeing, it means making sure she's right here with me.

"I'm better than okay," she says, voice wrecked, and the way she says it makes my c