Chapter 66
Under Wayne's intense, golden gaze, Euphoria felt her face catch fire. Before she could find her voice, he leaned down and sealed her lips with another kiss, deeper and more desperate than the last.
"Euphoria… it feels so good just to hold you…" Wayne murmured against the curve of her neck. He called her name over and over, his voice thick with passion and a touch of lingering fear.
It's so good to have you back.
He held her with a fierce determination, silent vows of protection forming in his heart. The months spent searching for her had been a living hell—not because of the miles traveled or the predators faced, but because of the hollow, agonizing silence where her laughter used to be.
