Danielle POV
My body feels like it’s been wrung out and left to dry, every limb aching with exhaustion that goes far deeper than muscle. I’ve watched the night disappear through slits in the blinds, too wired to sleep even though Knox is. He’d gone to grab drinks earlier, and we’d ended up talking, really talking, which somehow led to more s*x… again. Then again after that.
I honestly don’t think I’ve had s*x that many times in one month in my entire life, let alone in the same night.
But that’s not what’s keeping me awake.
We exchanged numbers. He said he wanted to take me out, not to some biker hangout, but somewhere with real food. A real date, and I said yes. I actually said yes.
Now, though, lying here in the quiet dark while his arm is slung over my waist and his breathing is sl
