Then why do I dream about choking the breath out of any guy who touches you?

Liana's POV

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of the dark, Liana,” he murmured, his voice a low, taunting whisper in the suffocating blackness. It was a challenge, a dare to reveal yet another weakness.

I backed up instinctively, my arms flying up, my hip hitting the edge of a heavy bookshelf with a du...