Chapter 16

I walk down the long hallway waiting to get mauled.

I hate to admit, but I have thought of nothing else but Jules. I touch my lips, licking them, trying to taste him on me. Jules is always so well dressed, so perfect in every way. So, to see him off his game is even sexier to me, to see him raw and reckless.

I knew it was only a matter of time before he found me.

I can still hear the crowd. My body is still on the high from performing—and one other element. Taking a shaky breath I and can feel my heart pound in my chest, my adrenaline making me dizzy.

I feel like I am a wounded animal, leaving a trail of blood for the hungry tiger.

"What are you doing?!"

I jerk out of my mind's high and push the image of Jules out of my head. The look he gave me still makes me flush. My skin is cold and hot. I need ice, water, I feel on fire.