Aryana
I was lying in bed, still reeling over what happened last night. It had been…intense. Very intense. I couldn't believe that I had almost forgotten the feel of his touch on my body. It was as if Alexander was a drug. One contact and the intoxication were instant. I could still feel his touch lingering on my body, inside and out. Somehow, the s*x we had yesterday was better than our one-night stand. I couldn't believe I hadn't been craving bodily contact with him throughout our stay here.
Now that my brain wasn't fogged by desire, I wasn't sure if it had been the right thing to do. I was now aware that I liked him. I had always known that I had developed a crush on Alexander. Still, because of my bitterness at being trapped here, I had pushed it away and hadn't wanted to acknowledge
