anty line and reveling in the damp of my desire as they sli

cking

rs deeper, claiming me with three digits as he reveled in the taste of my skin, his mouth covering the curve whe

ris

h, b

elt her hand brush his away, his

't do

pidly assuming

en't said the

en I looked at him again, there was a steely resolve in th

Chris." I

into, and with a faltering glance back, I lifted my chin and pushed my

-

is. He had just had his fingers up my skirt. And I'd let him. I couldn't imagine facing him, let alone eve

hey were now living together. I was ready to try my best to avoid Chris at all costs. The farther the distance I could creat

us to trust what was sure to go down if we

This whole situation with Chris

d touched me, the memory of his fingers skimming over my thighs, teasing me, claiming me. My breath hitched as I clenched my

I ha

stoppe

walked

el proud, victorious even,

as, part of me hadn

eath. How had I let it get this far? I had been in this house for barely a day,

could ruin you, make you crave something you shouldn't have. He was the flame, a

live under the s

ogical option. No more lingering glances across the dinner table. No more ac

ocky. He would see my avoidance as a challenge. And if tonight had

y pillow, frustr

Pretend that nothing had happened. If I treated it like

r jolted her from her th

o

ldn't

my chest. "Who is it?" she called

y mother's voice cam

e of my mother's gushing speeches about the wedding or how lucky we were to be here. But avoiding C

forcing my voice

man who had finally secured the life she'd always dreamed of. She sat down on the edge of the b

oted, studying me with slightly narr

eah, just tired. It'

you, sweetheart, but I promise it's for the best. This life... this house, this

e

tened to spill from my lips. This was w

didn't

ing a small smile. "I

ard to kiss my forehead. "Good girl. Get some rest, tomorrow's

left, closing the door beh

sinking back aga

to start fresh, to put some much-need

ld do

to do

oiding Chris would be fa