"I don't know where here is," she replied honestly. "I just knew I would find you here, Cole."
As unhappy as he looked to see her, Sasha knew it wasn't true. She drew closer, half-anticipating the hand around her throat. She shivered when she remembered how it'd felt when he'd ripped the hoses out of her body. The pain, the bleeding - all of it had been a near-perfect reunion that that son of a bitch Kessler and his First Sons had dared to interrupt.
She circled around him, hand trailing over his shoulder, his back, and around to his chest. Feeling the energy just pulsing under his skin, thrumming and vibrating sent a fresh wave of desire through her. "You look different. Feel different. Didn't you miss me?"