Chapter Eighteen
Valentina
I was seriously annoyed. When Lucas didn’t reappear from the bathroom, it became obvious he didn’t intend to come back and had slipped out the back, so I decided to head back to my cabin. I’d been lingering and waiting like an i***t.
When we were close to each other, that hum started up between us as if we were caught in an electrical current of our own making. Yet it was clear to me that Lucas had shifted gears back to the way he used to treat me—quiet and hardly ever looking in my direction.
I supposed I could be grateful for last night, but most of me was beyond disappointed. Because somehow, I sensed it wasn’t usually so easy. Every touch from him was so decadent, the pleasure cresting so high, I felt as if I’d been floating in the aftermath.
Slipping ou
