C15 Target Range

Raven smirked, tilting her head as she teased, “And I did well even with you trying to distract me.”

Damien leaned in, his breath warm against her skin as he inhaled deeply. “I couldn't help it,” he murmured, his voice laced with hunger. “I love your scent. I’m addicted to it.”

Before she could react, he turned her and gently pressed her back against the rough bark of a nearby tree