Mickey’s POV.
“Eyes on me Mickey,” Stone purrs. My eyes snap open on instinct, a habit he drilled into me during our time together. He loves to demand my full attention. Holly and Stone are clearly still communicating because as Holly takes a firm hold of my arm, Stone releases his grip on me. They work in tandem, Holly pulls a piece of glass from my hand as Stone surges forward, bringing his mouth down on mine and catching my curse of pain. He kisses everything away, the reunion of our lips trying to make up for every lost moment. My heart hammers in my chest like it's about to break out and fly away. I'm vaguely reminded Holly is here by the sharp pinching in my hand, but in this moment my mind is too frazzled to care. Stone's hand trails down my chest and he lets out a feral groan as h
