Lilah's POV
A small tired sigh escaped my lips as I retraced my steps into the room. My stomach made a little rumble, reminding me of the fact that I hadn't eaten breakfast yet.
I made my way slowly into the bathroom, hoping the hot water might clear my head a bit. I found myself unable to stop thinking about him. How his hands had felt in mine, his skin firm yet warm. His kisses, gentle but heated, filled me with longing. The images were branded onto my mind and each day they lingered longer and longer in my brain.
Lilah, focus. I scolded myself for getting distracted so easily by a man who barely knew me.
I turned on the tap, the warm spray falling upon my shoulders in a comforting manner as the temperature slowly warmed me from head to toe. I leaned back against the wall a
