Chapter 40:

Kira’s POV:

The moment Dante murmured those words, my fingers trembled where they hovered over the hem of my shirt. Not from fear. Not even from embarrassment.

But from the ache that burned just beneath the surface.

I didn’t hate the idea of being intimate with him. Of course not. I wasn’t that innocent. In fact I would be completely up for it….But it was something else that made my skin prickle—s