Wren’s POV
I know I should slow down. I know that we’re in a delicate situation here, and that no matter how good it feels, the farther we go, the harder it’s going to make things later.
But it just feels so good.
You know that phrase “you haven’t lived until X?” You know—“you haven’t lived until you’ve tried skydiving!” or whatever lame activity you want to insert there.
Well, that’s how I feel about tonight—like I never lived until now.
The level of adrenaline that’s been pumping through my veins since the moment Alina uttered her first savage, unbelievably sexy insult at me is unreal. The way she looked up at me from behind those thick, black eyelashes as she leaned torturously over the pool table to take aim…
And then there’s the other half of the equation—the part where I finall
