When we finally pulled into my driveway, a sense of relief washed over me. The day had been exhausting, filled with one unexpected event after another. Dominic stepped out of the car beside me, and as we walked to the door, I felt his steady presence at my side, grounding me. We’d agreed that him staying with me was best, especially after that creepy text message. I’d expected him to be protective, but the day had unfolded in ways I hadn’t anticipated—the FBI profiler’s attitude, Dominic’s sudden kiss, Leah’s approval... and the growing tension that hummed between us.
It was almost overwhelming, this chemistry we shared. But I wasn’t ready. My last relationship had left me guarded; I’d been shamed over things I couldn’t control, like not being able to orgasm from the simplest act of s*x.
