WILLA POV
"Can I touch it?" The words barely scraped past my dry lips.
Kol went completely still. For a long second he said nothing, his darkened eyes locking onto mine like he was reading every filthy thought racing through my head.
I should've kept my mouth shut. But I was too curious.
The air between us thickened, charged and heavy like the moment before lightning strikes.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment when he didn't answer right away. I let out an awkward laugh and fell back against the bed.
"I was just kidding," I lied.
"Yeah?" he breathed, voice rough as gravel. "If you want to, baby. You don't have to ask twice."
My eyes snapped from the ceiling back to him, stomach fluttering wildly.
I flushed, slowly rising from the bed as he stepped closer.
"Are you sure?" I whispered, searching his face.
"I am," he grunted.
