CHAPTER 45.

  Percy was standing mere inches away, whenever he breathed I could feel his chest brushing up against me.

  Percy's eyes locked on mine.

  ”He touched you?”

  I shook my head but the words were tangled on my tongue.

  ”Where?” Percy asked as he leaned his head down.

  His eyes were searching mine, I could tell that he was fighting to keep his wolf at bay.

  ”I-” I drew in a ragged breath. My eyelids fluttered and I leaned my head back to look into Percy's eyes. I couldn't remove them, however intimated I was, I couldn't stop staring at him.

  How could I explain in plain words that I had hallucinations about the guy that everyone treated like a prince? That he had kissed me, touched me, made me cum, and driven me to insane degrees of lust.

  How did I tell Percy that I almost slept with Sam?

  ”I, Uhm,”

  ”In words, please,” he said with a tiny smile, one that might’ve looked sweet and nice if the rest of him didn't look like the calm before the storm.