Chapter 99

Danica’s POV

“Tell me, Vixen. Do you still feel guilty, even now?” Alexander asked, stroking my chin with his eyes trained on me so intently that one may think I would disappear if he blinked.

I shook my head once, my breathing still uneven after so many kisses in just a few minutes. “That was one hell of a way to help me feel less guilty, Xander,” I muttered and his lips slowly curled up into a faint smirk.

“And it always makes you feel better, doesn’t it?” He whispered, his breath warm against my lips, and I blinked, silently recalling all those unexpected kisses when things get rough.

“You see, that’s the thing. I know you more than you do yourself, Vixen. Accept it or not, your body craves my closeness whenever you are in distress,” he added, his voice low and confident, and my lips parted, my brain trying to formulate an excuse, but the slight brush of his finger against my neckline threw the words right back to the depths where they belonged.