Page 33 of Who I Crave To Be

The chase is a part of the adventure and after all these years, the adventures are still as uncontrolled as a wildfire.

Every day is a new beginning, an untold story I can't wait to write.

Turning away from the dark curls that feather across his lashes, I glance down at my drink, lost in the golden amber.

Warm breath feathers across the back of my nape as his body heat engulfs me, forcing me to sit up straighter, turning to the man who has consumed the space around me and caged me against the bar.

"And who might you be, pretty girl?"he asks, the deep timber of his voice whispers against my skin, making me break out in goosebumps.

"I'm Vienna," I breathe in a sultry voice which kisses against his lips at his close proximity.

Every time, feels like the first time.

Amusement lightens his ocean eyes as he smirks at me, brushing a loose strand of my brown hair from my cheek, because I finally learned, life will never stop me.

I can finally have it all.

On the count of three, my man replies,"Hi, Vienna.I'm Deano."

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