Chapter Eighteen
IT WASN’T UNTIL three in the morning when Destiny slid her way out of Sandie’s private quarters, heading for her own room. She couldn’t believe how amazing she felt, a soreness between her legs she would relish the rest of the day. She clasped her hands together as she walked, lost in the evening she just shared with Sandie. It didn’t matter what else was happening around them right now. She had him in her life, and she wouldn’t give that up for anyone.
As she opened her door, she heard another door opening down the hallway. Pausing, her hand on her own doorknob, she waited to see who would slip out into the hallway. Her eyes went wide as she noticed her mother turning toward her, arms over her chest as she just glared at Destiny.
A sinking feeling filled Destiny’s stom
