Chapter 48:

Kira’s POV:

My skin was warm from the steam in the bathroom or maybe it was the heat from the kiss. But inside, I felt like I was breaking open in a hundred quiet ways.

Dante's fingers trailed down my clothed spine, slow and reverent. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me. It should have been comforting—his touch, the heat, the closeness. But my heart was a riot.

I hated this.

Not him.

This.