Burn Away His Touch

VANCE’S POV

Her hands find my face. My jaw. The gash across my cheekbone from Mateo’s claws, the split in my lip, the bruises layered on top of bruises.

She traces each one with her fingertips and the tenderness of it destroys me more completely than any wound Mateo inflicted because this woman was stripped and pinned to the ground and almost claimed by another man and she’s touching MY injuries l