Fallow (Sins of the Banna #2)

Chapter One

Colm

There’s a single droplet of blood running down my arm, and it really fucking tickles. I shouldn’t be focused on that sensation over all the various pains that have been lodged into my body in the past hour, but that’s the one that stands out, for some reason.

It tickles, and I can’t reach it, because my hands are tied over my head. The droplet runs over every dip and curve in my arm, traveling from my bound wrists all the way down until it settles in the crease of my neck and shoulder, and it tickles the whole damn way.