[Imani’s POV]
I rush out of the bathroom while trying to ignore how heated my cheeks are over what has just happened and when I’m back in my room and the door behind me is locked, I throw myself on my bed.
Oh my goddess.
How could something like this happen?
How could I have been so careless?
Letting out a silent scream of embarrassment, I look to my hand that still holds the culprit of that whole confrontation.
From here on out, I would have to be more cautious about leaving my underwear or bra lying around, because I couldn’t risk something like this again.
Throwing the underwear on the ground, I roll over and stare at the bathroom door and the light that still shines beneath it while the images of Austin’s body come to me.
What the hell are you thinking? I hiss, scolding myself
