Enemy at the Door

GENEVIEVE'S POV

My legs felt wobbly, each rough word he spoke against my skin feeling like he was igniting sparks into it.

I pulled back, craning my head to make sure his mouth was no longer on my skin.

Cassian leaned back, and his eyes bored into mine, his breath fanning my face.

“I'm not going to stay here forever, Cassian.” I reminded him. “I'm going to leave, eventually.”

Something in his eyes