***LANDON'S POV***
I stepped into Adrian's room believing he was alone. The door had been left slightly ajar and I eased my gaze through the slim opening.
He sat at the edge of his bed, his back to me. The quick, rhythmic motion of his hand and the tilt of his head told me enough about what he was doing.
Without a sound, I slipped inside, closing the distance just enough to watch him. My breath caught as his shoulders tensed, his hand working with deliberate urgency.
I didn't know what drove me to linger. Maybe curiosity. Maybe something far more dangerous, but I just noticed that I couldn't leave. Or even grant him the privacy his current activity required as he hadn't even seen me walking into the room.
God—this was my sister's husband. Her mate. By every moral line, he was off-limits. Even if I despised her, even if revenge pulsed through my veins, he wasn't mine to touch.
