Veronica POV
Veronica stood with her back against the wall still pressed against the wall, exactly where Brax had left her, slightly panting.
‘Holy s**t, that was f*****g hot!’ Simon piped up from the corner, dramatically fanning his face. He was right. It was.
Veronica was trying to get ‘unaroused’ but her wolf was no help at all. It kept sending her images of Brax, naked, on top of her.
‘I was honestly waiting for you two to f**k against the wall.’ Simon added.
“Would you stop it? We almost got caught, and I really don’t want to explain why I’m talking to an immature gay ghost whose supposed to be at least a hundred years.” Veronica rolled her eyes. She walked over to the mirror, looking at her bruises. They were looking a lot better than yesterday. But still, she needed to put on
