CHAPTER 17 | Parker
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I’ve been sitting in the Bronco for the better part of five minutes, staring up at the apartment windows. My mouth is dry. My body’s strung tight. I m*********d in the shower until I came—twice—and I’m still desperate for more.
Actually, that’s not quite right. I’m still desperate for Aiden.
It’s not that I disagree with his reasons for stopping us. He’s absolutely right. It’s that my body clearly disagrees with both of us.
Get it together, girl, I tell myself, but it’s no good. My n*****s actually ache. This is ridiculous.
Or maybe not because I’ve only ever slept with Matthew, and we stopped having s*x two years before our marriage ended so that makes...
I gnaw the skin next to my thumbnail, doing the math in my head. Good Lord, I think, the numbers fi
