Chapter 32- Magic

Deila's pov

Literally, I was placed between a wall and a hard place. His chest was as hard as a wall and from the way I gasped when I had met it, he knew it.

His breath on my ears was doing crazy things to me. The control I had over myself was slipping away, and fast.

"You, " he whispered. There was something about the huskiness in his voice that made a shiver run through me and I felt him smirk against my neck.

Me? I was what's with him?

"I'm what's...