Present Day
I take a deep breath and look around the airplane. I’ve been lost in memories for a while. I turn and see Dorian is engaged with his phone. I stand and know he’s watching me as I make my way to the bathroom.
There, I splash cold water on my face. I hear a soft knock on the door.
“Just a minute.”
“It’s me.” Dorian’s voice is barely more than a whisper, but I would know it anywhere.
I open the door and, before I can react, he slips inside and closes it behind him.
We stand almost nose to nose.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
He runs his hands along my chest and shoulders, making me shiver. “What do you think? I haven’t been with you in a long time. I remember it used to be nice.”
“Then you remember it much differently than I do.” I try to move past him, but his hand catches
