*Raya*
I throw myself on the bed, happy that the room is empty, Lucas is down in the garage, talking with some guys about the car. Part of me wants to cry, feeling rejected, the other part wants to curse him or maybe it's myself I am angry with.
But I can't believe he turned me away like that. He told me that he was not sure he can trust me, and that I am not the me he remembers. It had been a momentary loss of control and we need to take it much more slowly.
I know I am not the girl he once knew, he should know too, I mean for big parts it is his fault that I am someone else, someone much harder … someone less weak.
I sigh, honestly I am disappointed. The way his big hands had grabbed me, the hunger in his kiss and the feeling of his erection being rubbed against my core had given so
