Liliana Miller
I had been awake for the past hour, lying perfectly still with my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.
It was a pathetic attempt.
Every time Grey shifted beside me or let out a quiet breath, my heart jumped. I was terrified he would wake up, turn to me, and start touching me again. More terrified that I might not want him to stop.
*What the hell is wrong with me?*
I had slept with my ex’s stepfather. Willingly. Multiple times. In his house. While Alex was somewhere downstairs. The shame was so thick I could barely breathe through it. I prayed silently that Grey would leave the room first so I could slip out, shower, get dressed, and disappear without facing anyone.
Finally, I heard him move. The bed dipped as he got up. I kept my breathing slow and even until I heard
