Chapter 11
BELLA
I spent the night tossing and turning and worrying about Elliot. At one point, around one a.m., I’d been super close to transporting myself into his house just so I could check on him. To see if he still hated me for what I’d done.
I realized that if he’d had such a bad reaction to the small bit of magic I’d worked on him, he was unlikely to appreciate me teleporting into his house.
Breaking and entering, technically. Sort of.
Plus, what if he slept n***d?
The idea filled me with so much desire, I was horrified. I stayed in bed, writhing with unfulfilled l**t and embarrassment.
By the time I’d gotten up and helped Mom prepare for Thanksgiving lunch at Ruby’s house, I was practically gasping with need.
“What’s up with you this morning?” Mom asked as we got in the ca
