Chapter 12 Mating Mark

His confused blue eyes pierced into mine, making my head spin and my breathing stop. Zander?! Oh goddess, when had he returned? But that wasn’t the thought that consumed me in that moment. The spark of his touch, the heat of his breath, ignited something inside me, a forbidden temptation. Every fiber of my body became alive by his proximity and I hated myself for that. He was naked, dripping wet in the shower, holding me onto him. His hard, sculpted body flushed with mine, making me remember all our hot and passionate moments. It would be better if I died because the feeling made me feel so embarrassed, despite not wanting to feel like that.