Twenty-Two
Evelyn
"Are you all right?"
I looked up at Mira from my perch on the bed, not entirely sure how to answer her well-meaning question.
Specifically because my entire body was still throbbing from s****l exertion, and here I was, sitting half-n***d in the company of a woman I'd seen only once before. I clutched Marcus' shirt tighter around my body and tried my best to suppress my embarrassed flush.
"Yeah. Thanks. Just a little..." Sweaty? Sticky? Still emotionally wrought from the intimate bond I'd shared with the man who'd dumped me with his sister-in-law minutes after the most intense s*x of my life? There just really wasn't any way to finish that sentence, so I didn't even try.
"Ah, the Steel men," Mira said lightly as she walked over to the big, wooden wardrobe and began
