Chapter Twenty-Eight
RENA
The next day
There was something about waking in my own home and bed that reminded me of what I missed out on while I was away. I looked to my right and saw the side of the bed that Sante slept on and wondered where he was. We came straight home and had s*x two more times and didn’t fall asleep until after midnight. I pushed the covers back, stood, and walked to the bathroom. In the shower, I let the water run over my back and chuckled at the hickeys on my inner thighs and wrists. Using the wash cloth and body soap, I closed my eyes and washed my chest, trying to visualize Sante's lips on every single part of my body. Ten minutes later, I stepped out, dried off, and stood in front of the mirror.
“Terrible,” I muttered to myself.
“Cara!”
“Yes!”
“Breakfast is
