We need to talk
I stared at the text from Devon. I guess this was it. I should be grateful he’s at least going to tell me in person. I texted him back.
Meet me at our usual spot?
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How about you just come to my cabin?
One place was as good as any.
I knocked on his cabin door. He opened the door and tried to smile, but looked down. When I walked in, I could still smell vestiges of my time here.
Flashbacks of yesterday morning flickered in my head, then deeper, darker ones that I didn’t remember. Heat-fueled, sweat-soaked, and insatiable. No matter how much he gave me, I wanted more, but no matter how much I begged, he wouldn’t give me what my body craved.
Today, I was grateful for his restraint, but I heard my voice growling, feral in my demands. I remembered Raina coming to the fr
