Sandy’s POV
I was not okay.
I was feeling like a hot potato boiling in a pot. My heart was racing fast and pounding to the point I felt like blood was rushing in my ears. My stomach knotted more and more when I tried to convince myself that sitting on Anthony’s lap was normal.
Nope, it was not. There was nothing normal about it. Especially when I could feel his taut stomach against my side, and his warm hand on my naked thigh, followed by his c**k that was slightly hard under my butt. The feel of it made me sit stiffly, too scared to move so he would not feel awkward.
“Relax,” he whispered in my ear again. “Remember what Raina said.”
I glanced at Raina who was standing beside her mother. She winked at me and smirked before looking away. I sighed and forced myself to relax. My body tin
