Chapter 21

Hovering over her, Nikki slipped her hands beneath Brynn’s shirt, fingertips grazing naked breasts. Lips trailing down, Nikki nipped at Brynn’s jaw and down to her earlobe. Breath coming faster, Brynn’s hands raked up Nikki’s sides, tugging her tee shirt over her head. Then, her dexterous fingers unclasped her bra, slipping the straps down Nikki’s arms. Nikki’s fingers teased Brynn’s stiffened nipples and she pushed her sweater up, urging it over her head and tossing it to the floor. Brynn froze, wrapping her arms across her torso, apprehension clear on her face. “My scars are ugly, Nikki,” she whispered, her eyes flickering down to where Nikki knew the ragged scars were etched in her skin.