Chapter 4. Chase

Amber’s POV

“What is yours?” I ask, while getting lost in his intense and beautiful eyes.

“Chase.” He answers in his deep voice. It rolls off his lips, like he is struggling holding his beast back. His eyes keep flickering, showing me his beast is not far from the surface.

“That is a strong name,” I answer, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. I look down, embarrassed by my body’s reaction to his attention. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach fluttering around, not relenting even though I try to hold them down. Not that Ignis is helping at all. She keeps sending dirty images in my mind of what we could be doing. Instead, I am rooted to the ground where we are standing in each other’s arms.

Chase lifts my face with a finger.

“Why are you hiding yourself? Please don’t do that.” He requests with a small smile. His fingers are warmer than anybody I’ve ever met before. And when his hand makes contact with my bar skin, without me flinching, people ar