Lorenzo's POV
Her presence could be felt in all corners of the room, which was the only thing keeping me sane at this moment. Annie's fragrance perfumed the room and quieted my nerves. Tomorrow was my sister's memorial anniversary, so I was tense. Annie was clueless of the fact that I was watching her.
Regardless of the number of times I tried to pry my eyes from her resting figure tangled in the blanket, I always found my eyes returning to her or would think of myself as staying over her. My senses are out of control with her. The craving to mark her grew stronger with the bond.
I could see Annie was also affected by the bond,the manner in which her arousal filled my nose, her senses pulling her nearer while they battled with her mind advising her to remain away.
I can't help confessi
