Kai Matthews never meant to spend two sinful hours wrapped up in Keziah Gray.

He sighs, rubbing a thumb along his collar.

He never meant to, but he did anyway.

Keziah Gray is toxic.

He knows her type.

She's dark, darker than a shadow.

Best friends with the one person she hates.

She doesn't want redemption.

She wants pain.

She wants someone else to feel her pain.

Keziah Gray is poison but God, does he want another taste.

Doesn't matter now anyway, Kai, he thinks, you ruined any chance you had with her the second you called her by her best friend's name.

It's not his fault, he argues.

Kai Matthews is sin. He knows that.

He is past redemption, but that doesn't stop him from hoping.

And Noelle Parker?

Noelle Parker is purity.

She is light and laughter wrapped up in a smile.

Noelle Parker is perfection, but Kai Matthews doesn't want perfection anymore.

In fact, at the moment, Kai Matthews doesn't even want redemption.

He's picked his poison, and God, he can't think of a sweeter death than being consumed by Keziah Gray.