Chapter 65 Drake

• DRAKE
• Avery’s legs dangle over my arm, swinging in the air while we travel across the room. Her oat milk and lavender shampoo ensnares my senses, easing my muscles, momentarily forgetting about my other responsibilities. Or the engagement ring locked in a safe, on the other side of the wall.
• Darkness surrounds us as we step through the threshold of my hidden bedroom. Setting her down, I flip the switch, illuminating the room in a warm hue, flickering against the walls like candlelight. The shadows dancing against her skin, hypnotizing me, my fingers itching to trace the patterns covering her arms and chest.