Savage Jealousy

Grant's kiss left Freya breathless, her lungs burning as he refused to let her go.

His lips traced the curve of her jaw, drifting slowly down the line of her neck.

"Grant... What the hell are you doing?" Freya gasped, struggling—trying to push him away, but he was immovable.

Grant murmured, his voice low and wild, "Crazy? Maybe I am."

Right now, all Grant could think about was taking her—all of he