Chapter 19 : Annika's Birthday
Kit’s POV
Sera fit perfectly against the crook of my arm, her nose pressed against my collarbone. Her narrow arms wound around my neck, holding me tightly like at any moment, this would all be taken away.
I felt the same way.
Her breath puffed out against my neck, her heart pumping steadily. I smelled myself all over her and the only way that would feel even better is if I could smell that sweetwater again threaded through my scent.
Combing my fingers through her hair, the thunderstorm felt like a distant memory. The rain lightening against my roof. I’d have to take her home soon. Back to Rosie’s homestead, out of my arms. It felt difficult to even think about. I didn’t want to let her go.
Not when I could still taste her on my lips.
Remember how she quivered and surrendered to me.