Chapter Twenty
Dawson
Sometime later, after I had taken Evie roughly, we lay panting on her bed. I felt as if I had been washed ashore after a storm, after being battered by the wind and the waves. The force of our joining was so powerful it ruined me.
As the thunder of my heartbeat gradually slowed, I felt Evie’s fingers trail over my arm. “Well, I missed you,” she said with a low laugh.
Rolling my head to the side, I let myself soak in the sight of her. Her dark hair was spread in a tangle on the pillow. She rolled on her side, her cheeks flushed pink and her skin dewy.
“I missed you too.” The words felt strange when I said them aloud. I hadn’t ever expected to miss someone the way I’d missed her the past few days.
She was so quiet I could hear the beat of my heart in my ears, and
