Chapter 18

• Eighteen
• *Rafe*
• My thoughts were on her. Freya Hadid. It was now an obsession. One I could not possibly get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Every breath I took in reminded me too much of her. Her scent of vanilla and lilies, Pulling me in and dousing me like a personal brand of heroin. I couldn't get the kiss with Freya out of my mind. The softness of her lips, the intoxicating scent of her hair, the electric touch of her skin against mine. I had been trying to avoid her, but something ignited between us tonight. A fiery passion I can no longer ignore.