Craving the Enemy

Darkness cocooned the room as Jaxon sat on the couch gazing at nothingness. The glass half filled with cognac was in his hand as he twirled the liquid aimlessly.

Sleep has abandoned him and he just couldn't relax anymore. His mind was fully awake as he kept recalling what transpired a while ago.

He kissed her. He shouldn't have done that but the urge to do it at that moment was stronger.

But now h