His kiss was ravenous and domineering yet lingering. It reminded Serenity of the kiss the other night—the kiss she had felt when she was soundly asleep. It felt very much alike.

Was that really him? Had he kissed her in her sleep?!

His kiss made her breathless. When they broke the kiss, she gasped, panting for breath.

"Quit liking Peter, okay?" Jackson rasped, murmuring under his breath. He rested his head against her forehead.

Serenity shuddered at his words. Jackson was the one who had b