Chapter 18: Unable to Help Himself

The air on the sofa turned dangerously intimate. Their breathing grew ragged and hot, until it felt like the rest of the world had fallen away and only the two of them remained. "W-wait." Winter Shirvinton stopped Atreus Lyson. Atreus felt like his blood was boiling. His breath came harsh and heavy. "You regret it?" Winter shot him a sultry, exasperated look. They had already come this far. How could she possibly back out? It was just that, all of a sudden, she remembered how unsafe this was....