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’d spent the rest of the night trying to forget the interaction with Roman, but his touch seemed to be permanently branded into my memory. Watching a movie didn’t help. Trying to read wasn’thappening with my racing thoughts. Staring at the ceiling certainly hadn’t done a damned thing, either.
Sexually frustrated had only been a term I’d used toward other people before, yet never really understood. Now, I did.
While there had been irritation swirling within me from Roman’s grin, I couldn’t forget the way I felt every time he touched me or the tender kiss he’d placed on my head. Everything about him was overwhelming. Okay, maybe not just him. The entire situation was overwhelming.
I was human, but I wasn’t. I was marked by some wolf queen, but I wasn’t a wolf. Nobody really kn
