Erik: A Dark Mafia Romance (The Syndicate Book 3) Page 21
by Raven Scott
She didn’t cry like an adult, with some sense, even subconsciously, of restraint. She crumpled under the weight of her admission and didn’t try to fight back. Lowering herself to the floor, Natasha laid her head on my thigh and covered her face with my palm. It was the first time, ever, that she made me touch her in any way, and my lips tilted up in a ghost of a smile.
Progress was progress, even if it sucked.