“Nothing ever happened between us, Corrigan,” Alec maintained a calm outlook.
I sat awestruck, and a lack for words.
“But…the picnic…” I stuttered.
“You mean the picnic where you called Lucien’s name all through?” Alec said, sitting upright, and leaning towards me.
“I could barely go through with touching you, Corrigan.” Alec continued. “I paused to take a look at you when you moaned Lucien's name from the point of foreplay. Even after I stopped, you already seemed lost in a world of your own until you eventually fell asleep, and I followed suite.”
Alec leaned back comfortably in his chair. A wave of shame washed over me. I had never felt more stupid, my whole life.
“If that happened, why did you help me escape?” I asked, seeking clarity off Alec's story.
“To be honest, Corrigan, I
