Belong to You
DELILAH
Twelve hours later, after breakfast and cleaning, after Aunt Reba’s long-winded stories and Melanie’s bath, I can’t get my clothes off fast enough, throwing them to the side almost immediately.
I shut the bathroom door softly behind me and the second I’m inside, I strip off my shirt, shucking out of my shorts. I unclasp my bra and send my thong skidding across the room in a lacy heap.
The water’s finally hot. And I can’t wait.
I want to burn away every nerve-ending on my body. To get rid of the feel of a man who’s not my own.
I wait silently in the room alone, too afraid to run into Javi out there, too scared to even risk a second encounter. He will kiss me again; I know it. And I won’t do a damn thing to stop it if he does.
I scrub my body slowly, thinking abo
