I wasn’t sure I could resist him for long, but I was glad I had succeeded even just that once. But my body was screaming at me even as I walked down the alleys.
I was lost in my thoughts, drowning in the storm that had crashed into my life in the form of Dr. Aldrich. My mind was so full of him—his presence, his power, the way everything had changed because of him, the way he was effortlessly arousing me—that I forgot to watch my step.
Bad luck struck at the worst moment. The janitors had just cleaned the floor. It was wet, if not full of water, and slippery. The moment my foot touched the edge of the staircase, I lost my balance. My body tilted forward.
I slipped, crashing down the steps. My limbs flailed, my clothes soaked in the soapy water as I tumbled down, swimming through the wate
