Chapter 45

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

RYKER

For the first time in forever, I tried

desperately to get away from Roxanne. Yes someone could call me an idiot or a weakling but it was a bloodmoon and her scent was everywhere, dangerously. Vanilla and chocolate– it invaded my senses and I regretted asking her to come outside today.

My heart throbbed in palpitation and I could feel myself losing it. Losing my self control. I followed her scent to the far end of the beach. And there she was looking beautiful as she always did and she kept a perfect distance from the sea.

“Hi,” she called, waving her hands. “Is it wrong if I want to stay as far as possible from the water?”

“No, it's fine,” I said as I tried to calm my breath while I approached her.

She beamed at me, looking so pretty in that dress that left so little to my imagination. It was skimpy, perhaps an inch or two past her butt and it shimmered under the dark glow of the moon. Her hair was wild and free as always and she was barefoot too– as always