~ A M E L I A ~
I was in the shower for so long that I ran out of hot water, which gave me the cold shower I desperately needed. Scrub, scrub, scrubbing with my luffa so much that my skin almost felt raw. Thank goodness that my werewolf healing had been restored. I used an entire bar of soap, yet I could still smell Everett’s scent on me like it was burned inside my nostrils.
His sweet and spiced aroma…
Fuck. No, don’t think about him.
After multiple attempts, I gave up scrubbing and just let the cold water freeze my fired-up skin as I rested my palms on the wall, trying to think about anything but Everett. Trying and failing.
Eventually, I hauled myself out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me, rolling it at the top of my chest to allow it to sit comfortably like a dress.
