Ness
I watch him in silence as he gets dressed.
It’s a shame he has to leave. For a moment, I thought we were going to do it again, and I won’t deny that the idea thrilled me. I suppose at some point, I’ll have to confront what’s happening to me—what I’m feeling—but right now, I just want to enjoy it.
For the first time in my life, I desire a man. I want him—truly, without restrictions, without fear. I don’t feel obligated to please him. On the contrary, I want him to please me. And Lagos… well, Lagos has proven himself more than capable of that.
"Because you’re a filthy whore."
The voice in my head crashes over me like a bucket of ice-cold water.
I should have known this s**t would come back.
I swallow hard and take a deep breath. I won’t lose control.
"Are you okay?" Lagos asks.
