Chapter 16
Lily's POV
The next morning, I woke up wishing I could erase my own memory. For a few seconds, while I was still half-asleep and wrapped in blankets, everything felt normal.
Then the memories crashed into me, about last night, the session, the way I had reacted, the way Dante had watched me with that unreadable, heated expression. I practically buried my face in the pillow and groaned.
“My life is over,” I whispered to myself. “Absolutely over.”
I couldn't believe what I had done last night. I had touched myself in front of me, unrestrained and had him watch me. I was putting on a show that pleased me as much as it pleased him. I bit hardly on my lower lip, this was a mess. But hiding under blankets would only delay the inevitable. So I forced myself out of bed, pulled o
