—TWO DAYS LATER—
It's been two days, two f*****g days since that embarrassing incident with Marcus. Nina has been walking on eggshells since then.
No, not actual eggshells.
She sat at the same table with him, his wife, and her best friend, looking all innocent and cute while her thighs were clenched together because she’s thinking of him in a way that she shouldn’t.
Yes, she was embarrassed, but did that stop her crazy fantasies? No. If anything, it actually added a plot to it. The feeling of his hand in her hair was more soothing than she had imagined, but she needed it rougher.
Wanting him was wrong, but the thought of what he would feel like inside her alone was enough to wipe out all the morals she had left.
Sophie barged into Nina’s room, making her jolt up from her bed. Thank G
