Geneva
Demir hesitates. I can feel him sucking in a breath as he shivers against me. He f*ucking shivers and I shiver too because, holly hell, am I actually turned on by this? But yes, yes I am. I don’t know if it is the adrenaline, or the pure fact I am so pissed off at him I want to strangle him.
We stand like this forever, trapped in a standstill none of us is going to break, our hearts thundering and our bodies trembling against each other, completely lost in the moment.
Demir is the first one to break the spell. He peels himself away from me and and opens the door of his SUV.
“Get in the f*ucking car, Geneva,” he hisses at me, his voice low like a whisper.
He doesn’t wait to make sure I follow through with the order. I do it anyway, slamming the door behind me. I am angry and I
