Knox strode out of his room the next morning with a fierce scowl and a terrible hangover. He hadn’t been able to get a wink of sleep with Danielle’s sweet lips chasing him all night. It was extremely disturbing since he had never experienced such a thing in his entire twenty-eight years of life!
He had always led a reckless life, hardly remembering the women he spent time with. None of them affected him the way Danielle did. He had done everything with them while he had only just kissed Danielle Hartford. Yet, it was the sweetest kiss of his life, like a nectar he needed to live!
He could still feel the warmth of her lips on his. It seemed she had branded him for life!
How could he be so addicted to her when she hardly could kiss him back the way he did? Still, her shy kiss took his
