Nadia's Point Of View
"Because," he murmured, his dark eyes locking onto mine with absolute, undeniable possession, "watching you squirm is the most interesting thing I've done all year."
"What the hell are you saying?" I rasped, my heart slamming violently against my ribs as his dark eyes held mine captive, refusing to let go even for a second. Somewhere behind that darkness lived an amusement that made my stomach twist with something far too close to longing.
Jerry's smirk only widened, slow and insufferably teasing, his hot breath fanning across my cheek. "Don't you miss me, princess?" he asked, letting the question hang there, unhurried, as though he already knew the answer and simply wanted to watch me squirm before admitting it.
