#Chapter 95: Cabin in the Woods

Aria Darren’s arms around me felt like the one thing I had been missing all my life. As he held me there, curled up on the floor with nothing but the snow and the wind outside, I felt more safe and steady than I’d ever felt before. I had never felt like this with any man—certainly not Jackson, and not any man before him. Darren was the first, and the only, to make me feel truly cared for and wanted. His lips tasted sweeter than I ever remembered, and it had nothing to do with the aphrodisiac coursing through my veins. In fact, as he carefully lifted me from the floor, cradling me against his chest as if I weighed nothing, I didn’t feel affected by the aphrodisiac at all. My head felt clearer than ever, if I was being honest. Wordlessly, Darren carried me across the room and gently set me down on the plush sofa across from the fireplace. Our lips parted hesitantly, and I felt suddenly cold from the loss of him, so much so that I began to shiver as he hastil