Chapter 238

Isla's POV

Graham was over me, breathing hard, his skin hot and damp against mine.

The bedside lamp cast a low, warm light across his shoulders, highlighting every tense line of muscle as he held himself above me.

It had been so long since I’d felt him like this: solid, real, close enough that I could taste the salt on his skin when I kissed his neck.

My body felt clumsy, almost foreign. Every to