DAVIS
"My husband?" She asked with a crease on her brow.
"Yes." I continued before I smirked enjoying the uneasiness springing up from her. If I'm going to be uncomfortable staying with her, then she has to be too.
I can't be the only person going through what happened between us.
The only thing I'm trying to keep out of my head is the fact that I wanted to sleep with Dahila.
Or maybe I nearly did. How? I tried to imagine it and the more I did, the more I realized how heated the situation was last night.
I wanted to believe in myself that the person I saw wasn't her. She was someone else. She was Nat.
Nat was standing right in front of me. The Dustfinger I knew went somewhere and this one was covering for her. Or maybe I was mistaken for a moment. I was delusional.
