Sophia's POV
I woke up to sunlight streaming through the curtains warm and golden against my skin and for a moment, everything was peaceful and quiet.
The kind of stillness that made you forget the world existed then the memories came crashing back.
The party.
Marcus.
Thorne showing up like a storm car ride the fight in my room. His hands on me, his lips on my neck.
The taste of him!
Fuck
The way he ate me out like a man deprived of food.
I squeezed my eyes shut my face burning.
Embarrassment flooded through me first—hot and sharp and impossible to ignore. I'd let him touch me and I hadn't stopped him but underneath the embarrassment was something else.
Heat.
A slow spreading warmth that started in my chest and traveled lower. I pressed my thighs together hating myself for
