Chapter 17

  Evie's POV

  Hungrily, I grope Oliver's firm bicep, feeling up the strong muscles as they shift and bulge under my palm.

  I want what's forbidden.

  I want it, and I want it now.

  I am done pretending.

  "Careful there kitty, you know you're playing with fire" he warns darkly in my ear, his voic...

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